words on a canvas

Sometimes I trace

blue words on my arm

wondering

what they would feel like

in red.

vi-shee-us

is what you told me

when I said

I don’t love you anymore

nee-ee-dy

is what you said I was

when I wanted to hear your voice

cu-t

is what I screamed

before it went dark

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