Words
To never say againAs real as
Ice cream cones
Bright red remote control cars
And tiny fake Christmas trees
The silence
Screams inside filthy
Windows striped
With rain
Pain
Death and medicine
Words
You will not offer
Again
Fight you
A warrior in doctor's scrubs
A doctor wielding a gun?
They fight you like
White blood cells inside
A dying body
No matter how much you wish
To say them
Or how often you do
They melt inside you
Burning things that never
Saw
The sun
Words
You wish you could say
Again
Break you
After years
A decade like a century
Heavier than even
A mother's love
Frozen
Dead before they begin
An
I
Love
You
That has no
You
And with an
I
That's
Dying
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