like an animal stalking its pray
he whispered sweet nothings into my ear
i knew he wouldn't stay
the feelings would soon disappear
just like he would once the morning light came
but,
the bruises tainting my skin
and the venomous words that suffocated my lungs
would be continued chaos that lives within my head
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WAVES & ECHOS
PoetryA BOOK OF POETRY WRITTEN FOR THE BROKEN HIGHEST RAKING: #3 IN ATTYS
