Her touch soft
Like a rose petal
The aftershock
Cut me like jagged metal.
The surrounding Warmth
Felt like suffocating blood
I felt sluggish and weak
Like i was walking in mud.
And in a instant it's done
and like a drug addict that needs a hit
and will do anything for another one.

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