Social Disease


At that moment, your words cut
like a blunt knife slowly
scraping at my throat until I
bled out verbally,
leaving nothing left inside
but the flecks of rust
that broke from that
same weathered knife
infecting me, ever deeper
with a social disease
incurable by medicine and
only time will tell if I ever recover.

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