Death.
The joke told by all.
The silent screams,
And scars with the fall.
And your voice.
Soft enough to kill.
Pushed you off of me,
With all my will.
A wish to stay.
Your want to get away.
A stab,
From your words.
A love.
You’d betray.
Poetry
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Cleverly written and words well placed, enjoyed.