The Program

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Never enough.
Those words are nothing new.
It isn't for me. Surely not for you.

When words cut like daggers.
Into the softest bits of my soul.
Darling, do you loathe me? Why do you hammer me so?

I suppose words shouldn't hurt.
But the sharp edges, how they spin and bite.
No respite.

The engine that is me
shutting down.
Catastrophic malfunction,
cut the power.
Prevent further damage.
The hull is on fire.

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