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I'll try my best to crit back, i still owe one from my last one. This is kinda a re-write, i kept the first stanza from my last poem and turned it into this. I'll run it through spell check and read over it later

"Eating Gravel"

I feel stone sliding through my finger tips,
so alone as my heart cracks and chips.
I have thoughts that make me physically sick,
carrying a stomach full of bricks.

I'm dragging these feet that are full of lead,
it feels like there's cotton inside of my head.
Gravel in my veins ripping me to shreds,
just because of the words that were said.

Every joint filled with cement and rust,
over time it'll only get worse.
Betrayed by the one I hoped I could trust,
there'll be more, this was just the first.