Perfect Claw

I couldn’t ignore it
Your perfect claw
My open sore
More readable than my heart
Audible only when you tear it apart
Which would be applaudable
To think I thought we’d be plausible
These feelings won’t pause at all
I’m constantly reeling
The sore’s not healing
And your claw is all I can endure

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