Stabbed
Every time I see you
people expect my heart to soar,
my cheeks to flush,
my face to smile.
But what I feel instead,
are the tiny shards of the pain you've caused,
stab me time and time again,
until I bleed out over my stupid love.
Copyright © Taylor Bottorff | Year Posted 2017
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