Those things you said
Punching me in my face on the highway
And then again
The next moment you were sweet
Unaware of the things you’ve said
Don’t try to touch my hand
And then again
Punching me in the face
I don’t remember driving
Just screaming
Crying
Bleeding
Those things you said
Make me want to die
No
To never have existed
I walk to and from my car
The side still streaked with your red vomit
I walk to and from work
Bloodless
With hollow bones
Not because I loved you
No
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