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Aug 2013
How am I supposed to live in this guillotine
I can't move my head
I can't do what I want
How am I supposed to live

Do I live carelessly
Screaming and shouting til my lungs bleed
Shaking and fussing in hysteria til the skin of my neck peels
Just so it can all be severed with a seamless blade

Right through my neck
The fine edges sliding through skin and bone
Leaving only my limp body

Or do I live in fear
Constantly looking up at the blade
Begging for mercy like a coward
Like a *******

It looks so real
so precise and trained
Deadly and opening

It hovers above me
Waiting to fall
To claim another life
Another love

How am I supposed to live
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