& those little bombs

nothing to be said

holding the feeling

of my body wrecked inside

visceral real

pain down to my soul

you were leaving

another one gone

again

to start over

but maybe not

for a little long while

& those little bombs

you leave behind

under the bed

in forgotten corners

set to remind me

over again

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