my ribs are aching from the weight of
this bloody pulp, this massacre
it used to be my heart, now desecrated
i smile only because
how can one live with
this dark pit? falling and falling
into a space of nothingness
in every direction but still
i get up and pretend to be human
you fake it long enough that
you forget if there is any difference
between the skeleton and the flesh.
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