its way
in
so easily.
crouching hard and fast
beneath
the skin.
a little blood, but
not much.
it reminds you of many
things.
a word
spoken, a favorite
dish
fallen, and broken.
a promise
unkept.
gently you pull it out.
and try
to forget.
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