My words are erased out of my head
and bled out my heart.
That is what you do to me.
Hands clench against my sheets
and heat rushes into my face.
This is what you do to me.
Stripping me bare of the tough skin I've grown into,
destroying my frailties with a single word.
The ice in your voice trying to be covered by a faint dusting of care
can't fool me.
I'm no fool for you anymore.
I can fight against what you do to me.
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