You…

I loosened my seams

as you sharpened your stakes-

threading me like the lies,

we tell to keep warm.

You stabbed needles into my eyes;

sewed your fabric on to my skin

tried to spell your name

between my thighs,

gluing your indifference to my heart

Wrestled my pride to the ground

left bruises and scratches 

your trophies of passion…

but stitches could never 

cover the emptiness 

as you slowly

destruct women

once your love

became

vengeance.

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