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Daily writing prompt

When is the last time you took a risk? How did it work out?

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You were the last risk I took
or at least the last one that meant something to me
Those words falling from my lips
your eyes, panicked staring back at mine
Me looking to the floor in the awkward silence
You taking a deep breath
a sigh that echoed through my bones
your words falling like anvils 
crushing me
maiming me 
As if you had ripped apart my chest
broken my rib cage bone by bone
shoved your hand in my chest cavity
and pulled my bloody heart from its arteries
pain consuming
slowly bleeding out

And yet, I would go back in time and I would do again. 
Over and over. 
I'd rather be broken
in a crimson puddle on the floor 
than keep my feelings caged
They deserve to be free, unleashed, unrepentant