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posted 1 month ago || 2,337 notes
You ask me if I remember,
Darling, how could I forget?
You tore my heart apart,
Leaving scars on my veins.
You turned right into wrong,
That my skin is full of stains.
Perhaps my kiss is not enough?
Perhaps my skin, for you, is too rough?
You pinned me to the wall
With words as harsh as war.
You reopened old wounds
That have not yet healed,
And then you left me bloody
On the floor.
You ask if I remember,
Dearest, I do not forget.
I remember clearly,
Just as a person with
photographic
memory.
posted 1 month ago || 26 notes
You put colours into my life
