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Oct 20
i used to keep my knives sharp.
when i was young i craved the violence.

but when i grew older i found out
what the world could really do to me.
and, well,

the knives i keep now have dulled.
Written by
kristi  Massachusetts
     Lida Dela, Evie G, Benzene, Zero, Aparna and 3 others
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