before you
it felt like screaming until your throat went raw,
fighting for your breath under an 80-pound weight,
or purposely breaking your own bones.
that, my dear, is what love felt like before you
This poem is about:
Me
it felt like screaming until your throat went raw,
fighting for your breath under an 80-pound weight,
or purposely breaking your own bones.
that, my dear, is what love felt like before you
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