Nothing inside
a corpse of loss
struggling to name
this nothing
-frayed edges and needle pricks and clawed thoughts

you left me
-bleeding
afraid of the dark
you know -knew
you would leave me this way

ive seen it all before
corpses with beating hearts
left to bleed out -alone.

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