he grabbed my neck
with words
touched my heart
with a kiss of dark
said he loved
and twisted my back
caressing my body
fucking others
with my identity
i touched his heart
he stole my soul
built walls
walked with lonely
i stole my emotions
handed them on a string
swinging from branches
where he used to
love me
fucking me softly
words by dominic riccitello
words by dominic riccitello
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