Losing you
It's boiling in my blood. It's coursing through my nerves. It's hammering my bones. It's what I deserve. It's rattling my head. It's shattering my heart. It's swelling up my joints. It's tearing me apart. It's breaking my back. It's making my spine tilt. It's something heavy upon my chest. It's made me consumed with guilt. It's sickness bubbling deep inside. It's torturing my brain. It's eyes that leak when I see your words. It's taking all the blame. It's destroying every inch of me. It's not going to halt. It's a never-ending deep sadness. It's always going to be my fault.
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