i don't know,
i thought i could allow myself to write
freely
but i can't.
i feel the burn,
of someone else's fingernails,
on my throat,
and on the back of my neck.
it is strange;
i feel a familiar sting,
coupled with the unfamiliar stings
of familiar feelings.
heartache,
anguish,
exhaustion.
this is normal,
but it shouldn't be.
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