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As I stand here,
My grip tight around the slender neck
My friend, my comfort, my poison.
He screams,
Words digging under my skin.
I wish I could say
"Leave me"
The plea, choking me
"Leave me alone,
let me destroy myself in peace"
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This is a great piece of art work! I can relate to it & the use of words is phenomenal! I can't wait to see what else other poems you post! :)