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Oct 2019
it pierced your chest
crossed your mind
told you what
you wanted to hear

it cleared the way
and you met relief
the pressure release
hides the mess

it's healing you need
but hurting you do
more and more pains
find themselves along
your neck and sleeve and heart

but pain follows
it always does
and you're left to wonder
Why it never hurts
Imagine impaling yourself to release stress.
Written by
Rj
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