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loss.

ripped apart
shredded and torn
my soul no more
my soul long gone

all that's left:
a shell
of what once was.

the slightest touch
and I crack,

I splinter,

I fall.

down

down

down

a hole
left behind
deep gashes

remind me
over and over again

the words

bright, red, blinding
blood.

it spills

it stains

it stabs

and those words flicker
illuminating themselves
red splats glistening
the edges

a voice
snarling...

you lose.

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