Glued to my chest now,
Holding the pieces of my heart
Intact, is a thick layer of pain,
Piercing through the core.
Acute agony and I are now
Inseparable, where I go it shadows;
And the mind is ruptured,
With thoughts and memories of you.
Fresh waves, washing over me,
Pain becomes my anaesthetics numbing me.
It even hurts when I laugh,
Your departure is most surreal.
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