Overwhelmed

White teeth,

dig into cherry red lips,

trickling down with crimson blood.

Rough hands,

pound through chipped walls,

sending a burning sensation through veins.

Sore throat,

cries out a name,

yelling "sorry" and "I hate you."

Salty tears,

run down pale cheeks,

creating a river of despair.

And cherry red lips,

whispers the final word,

“Goodbye .”

 

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