May 2019
Some days,
I do the slicing.
Others you do.
Regardless
It hurts,
Hurts like hell
On my thigh
Or
On my heart
The blood still runs
Red
Deep scarlet red.
But you
Don't know that,
Do you?
I do the slicing.
Others you do.
Regardless
It hurts,
Hurts like hell
On my thigh
Or
On my heart
The blood still runs
Red
Deep scarlet red.
But you
Don't know that,
Do you?
(16/F/Iowa)
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