Cancer

I imagine your face as you cough up deformed chunks of my broken heart.
Until it sickens you.
Bickering, and belittling the demeaning depictions of you.
Violently obliterating the harsh words trapped inside my throat
For the remainder of your life, I know that you will suffer without a cure.
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This is excoriating and powerfully written!
That opening image is particularly striking...and rather difficult to get out of the mind!!
Welcome to Cosmofunnel.
J ;)
Thank you