you tore my ribcage in two and licked each bone.

you left the trace of your tongue devouring me,

and yet i was not disgusted but flattered.

the crack in my neck still chimes; it was used to cocking for you.

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your lips felt too heavy on my hip.

i assured myself it was your admiration breaking me down and kicking me in.

but we both knew that wasn’t the case.

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you shattered my collarbone with the harsh caressing of your fingers

and your stare practically engraved your name into my skin;

the lifeless skin that you sucked the soul from,

the skin you never actually cared about.

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you made my heart cry and beg for you,

i didn’t care that she was mine,

i let you control her.

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you stole my oxygen, scooping it from my mouth and holding my nose.

you poisoned my liver with your words,

your embrace,

your mindset.

i swear i could just feel my organs failing.

​

 

they’re yours to take

you can have my ribs,

lick them,

devour me until you’re no longer hungry.

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you lost my mind too long ago to insist you stop.