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puddle

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i watched every part of you collapse
into broken bones and bruised skin and torn cartilage
your face sinking into itself, only letting me see sockets
and melting pores; i’ve never seen hair slide off skin like that

it got worse when you took away the mirror,
that’s when i felt the fractures, felt my
skin get so hot that it didn’t take too long
to see a puddle of myself at my
feet—or what was left of them
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Lawlessness45's avatar
The imagery in this poem is almost gruesome. (In a good way! ;) ) it really makes me picture the scene of someone melting...