toxic formula

She bit her lip until it bled,
The blood dripping from between her breasts,
Slithering to between her thighs,
As though it would find safety in a familiar place,
Why must they fight, wage war on each other,
It doesn’t hurt as much as the breaking of her heart,

Pain, time, they all mix together, in a toxic formula,
One bleeds into the other, much like her love and his hate,
Or was it her doubt and his assurances,
Because at this point she knows they’re both so, so wrong,
And they both believe they’re right,
Bruised hips and stained lips,
Never led to a more perfect miscommunication.

Her lip is numb
His thumb has wiped the blood clean,
Licking it from the tip, a knowing glint in his eyes,
Her heart sparks in a familiar rage,
Blood boiling and heart pounding,
And she prepares herself for round two.

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