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Ten Seconds

Updated on July 1, 2014

One...

Two...

Three...

Just like that

it's gone.

Four...

Five...

Six...

I'm done

giving you chances.

Seven...

Eight...

Nine...

All our love

was dirty and tainted.

Ten...

My brain

thinks of you

every ten

seconds.

It's slowly

deteriorating

with thoughts

of you.

And I can feel you

as the tears

behind my eyes

and the bile

in the back of my throat

as I try to

purge myself

of everything

you were to me.

Ten.

I can feel you

behind every

scream

and every ache in my heart.

My fingers

are tired of

curling around

your name

trying to keep

it pure.

But you tainted it

yourself.

Ten.

Your venom

runs through my

system

slowly killing me

from the inside

out.

I've tried

every outlet of release

to get you

out

and yet

you're still there.

Still invading

my every twelve AM

thoughts

and daily routines.

Ten.

I don't look at

anyone else with

the same feeling

I get when

I look at you.

And so I try to scrub

my skin clean

because soon enough

I'll have new skin.

Skin that you've

never tainted

with your lies

and venom.

Ten.

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