Similes For An Apathetic Perspective

the words sting on the way down
burn my throat 
like tequila without a chaser
and slosh in the belly of my soul

"I don't want you anymore"

awaken the dull ache
salt the wound that never heals
but like rain on a cloudy day
it's a familiar feeling
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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