Just one breath,
One word from you
And my strong walls
Come crumbling to the ground.
Around my feet lie pieces of
My broken heart
And shards of shattered lives
Ripped apart.
Each step I take
Impales a knife
Of broken love.
The path I choose is
Full of stakes,
Sharpened by
My need to feel.
Implements of evil steel.
And love becomes
A victim of its own.
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