All it'll take is one, right through the left--
(Shhh, can't talk too loud about that here, can't say too much, can't feel too much
Not supposed to blame, you know
Even though
-Even though.)
We all know.
Sound like a balloon popping, noise like nothing being freed from its container
Smell like an open grave, a sewer pit
Doesn't feel like anything but kick and disgust
Might need to wash my hands after
Might need to remind myself that this is why
I stayed alive.
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