Self Divulgence
Your smiling face warms me
like a dagger to the chest,
so familiar,
so secure.
The sight of you
is awe inspiring,
stealing my breath
like a baseball bat to the gut
which I would rather take
than having
these memories of you.
Your scent
floats on the breeze to me,
wafting about,
burning my nostrils
and numbing feeling
as if I was scorched by flame,
skin sloughing off
all crispy and blackened.
Would it heal me
I would drink down
every last drop of your blood
but I know
that would just
put the last nail in my coffin.
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