You devastated my lungs
With bludgeoned lines
Across my papery windpipes,
And a quill so searing
That it etched misery into my bronchi.
After your rage was complete,
I burned and spluttered
For the rest of the day
… or ever.
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❤👽
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*** I was basically done with breathing anyway. ***
I hope that putting these feelings down on paper is helping you to feel better! Hugs
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Lol…. it totally does! Thanks!
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