I Spit Crimson

I’m sorry, you say, eyes avoiding mine
I search for words, none in my mind
I gasp and choke, but none I find.
For between those empty syllables
You proved yourself a criminal
Pushing your hand through blood and bone
Finding a place you once called home
Scarlet spurting from my chest
I spit crimson, I spit red
I regret every word I said
The sky splits open, sunlight breaking
This is a mistake you’re making
And with a sigh and shake of head
You leave with every word unsaid

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