You make me sick
The way you grab on to
My heart
Squeezing out all the love in it
Throwing the bruised muscle away
Like it didn't just kill me
You make me sick
The way you use your words
Coated in honey at first
Sickly sweet
Soon turning bitter
Making me gag
Making me retch
You make me sick
The way you look me straight in the eye
Telling me you care
All while pressing thumbtacks
Into my arms
My neck
Laughing when I wince in pain
You make me sick
The way you leave behind a trail of hurt
Of viciousness
All while the world applauds
Your kindness
Your generosity
You make me sick.
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