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You + Me = :(

I wrote your name with mine
combined us in pen
and the shards of silver necklace shrapnel
still protrude through my clavicle,
sputtering black blood of arterial damage
my finger spells you + me on hardwood grain,
what did we see in that well?
not eternity.
lips litter empty space with wishes
reserved for children.
stained innocence leaks out
and I can’t plug the wound
if I’d known what would become of these hands
I would have cut them off long ago,
run them through a wood saw
prevent them from writing the we
but the words have been spilled
with these after dinner casualties
aching through coughs of your name
can they make out my tone
my upheaval of hating every second
of the last moments spent
crawling to your red hot tune
playing in my head,
nail gun through my temple
so I can leave this world in one last
fit of violent protest against


About deadendemily

Emily lives in Austin, TX. She has a minor in chaos and a major in spray paint. She likes Vincent Price and ABBA. She enjoys being covered in fake blood and writing horror stories. Most of the time she just hopes that her cat is not plotting to murder her, her cat being a minion of Satan and all. They would never suspect the cat.

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