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The Work of a Knife

Whispering winds

Shallow lines

 

Curved in simplicity

Engraved with agony

 

Gasping for air

Hidden beneath

 

Covered by shame

Coated by society

 

They scream

Together cry out

 

Some, selfless and true

Question

They ask her

What could cause my existence

 

She diverts attention

Hiding tears and truth

 

I need an end

I need bounderies

 

Block me

Stray away

 

I am no friend

Only pain

 

Step back

Think

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Jun 21, 2010
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