Lies

Can't breathe
Can't think
Resistance is futile
The pain
Can't form a sentence
Nausea wreaks havoc
Tears threaten
Deep breaths
Not yet
Don't stop
Promise
Just promise
First for everything,
I said.
No worries,
you said.
I guess,
you lied.
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Kate this is beautiful and heart thrumping poem beautiful write and well worded thank u for sharing