waiting for the words
torture is this time
in silence
a biting bug taking a bite
every second
deeper into the skin
until underneath and crawling
while I wait
it nears the heart
mouth open wide
and appetite still needing
there's no internal defense
against it,
it lives and feeds and
greeds and seethes
so torturous is this
time in silence
waiting for the words
every second, still needing
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