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MuseumofMax
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Aug 24
Rue
My mind is in anguish
as I process my past
They carved scars into my skin
With their sharpened knives
Then gave me claws that I couldn’t seem to trim
First I hurt myself
Scratching my skin until it was raw
Salty tears didn’t heal my wounds
Now I’ve scarred your flesh
Because I didn’t file my nails
It bleeds as I stare in horror
I never thought I’d recreate the pain
That I had felt so deeply before
Although I now carefully remove each talon
Inspecting their purpose
Your scars will remain, just as mine
I wish I was never given those weapons
That I didn’t want
I wish hadn’t used them
Forever now I live in reflection
As I wonder if your cuts will heal
As I wonder if we can move forward
My wounds revealed
For you
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21/Androgynous
(21/Androgynous)
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