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Poems
Nov 2013
being alive is a punishment
[tw: some graphic stuff yo]
sometimes i imagine
using razor blades to stab my eyes
sometimes i imagine
that with a slick knife,
i am pinned down
and slit open
i imagine lines and lines of blood on limbs
limbs that can't be soaked
no not yet
not right now
not today
i imagine
getting beat up
fresh bruises blooming my features
swollen black eye,
split lips,
teeth knocked out
i wish to suffocate
to be crushed
and to receive all the wounds i deserve
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