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The skin sloughs ever so slowly As it parts from the blade and body Slipping into the pail of past identity On top I can see the newest addition Eyes burning with golden bursts Accentuated by cool emerald outlines Staring back at their owner Accusatory The narrow pupil dilated in question "Why go blind?" I ignored the orbs Instead turning back to the business At hand Where I was carefully removing Fingernails and thumbprints One by one joining the flesh That had once been me My eyes glared at me I stared back Empty sockets dripping Drip Drip "Never have I seen more clearly For without my skin I truly feel Without my eyes I cannot cry Nor nails nor prints to conceal The real me is not outside He's inside wanting only to heal"
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Jul 11, 2017
Jul 11, 2017 at 1:24 PM UTC
Shedding
The skin sloughs ever so slowly As it parts from the blade and body Slipping into the pail of past identity On top I can see the newest addition Eyes burning with golden bursts Accentuated by cool emerald outlines Staring back at their owner Accusatory The narrow pupil dilated in question "Why go blind?" I ignored the orbs Instead turning back to the business At hand Where I was carefully removing Fingernails and thumbprints One by one joining the flesh That had once been me My eyes glared at me I stared back Empty sockets dripping Drip Drip "Never have I seen more clearly For without my skin I truly feel Without my eyes I cannot cry Nor nails nor prints to conceal The real me is not outside He's inside wanting only to heal"
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Jul 11, 2017
Jul 11, 2017 at 1:24 PM UTC
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