attempt.

cutting words
from cherished lips.
but the wound
is healed
and strong.

a time ago,
the flesh still crimson
and tender; this laceration
would have destroyed
the half-life i had created.

a time ago, is over.
now just a single tear;
that someone i once
held above all else,
could make such a brutal attempt.

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