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I'm here for you. What do you need? I'll let you take it. Pluck my eyes from my sockets so you can see. Slice my skin so delicately to patch the wounds you need to heal. Rip the nails from my fingers and toes to fill the cracks in your spirit to feed your will. Slice my hands to help you come back in touch with an intimate nature you didn't do much to channel and experience. Extract my legs to help you walk, and steal my lips to help you talk. Use the meat to feed your soul, my muscle fibers to pay the toll of your daily wear and tear as you use my arms to reach the heights of stars that glimmer in those endless nights. Take my bones and make thoroughly sharp, and re-use my nerves to make a harp so you can play sweet music as you defend yourself from misery and pain and bring beauty to that of which you've slain. Use me all, and leave me as dirt but there is one rule you cannot skirt. My heart, forged in steel and coated in iron please do not take that away from me. My heart isn't for free.
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Nov 5, 2017
Nov 5, 2017 at 7:41 PM UTC
Take Me Apart
I'm here for you. What do you need? I'll let you take it. Pluck my eyes from my sockets so you can see. Slice my skin so delicately to patch the wounds you need to heal. Rip the nails from my fingers and toes to fill the cracks in your spirit to feed your will. Slice my hands to help you come back in touch with an intimate nature you didn't do much to channel and experience. Extract my legs to help you walk, and steal my lips to help you talk. Use the meat to feed your soul, my muscle fibers to pay the toll of your daily wear and tear as you use my arms to reach the heights of stars that glimmer in those endless nights. Take my bones and make thoroughly sharp, and re-use my nerves to make a harp so you can play sweet music as you defend yourself from misery and pain and bring beauty to that of which you've slain. Use me all, and leave me as dirt but there is one rule you cannot skirt. My heart, forged in steel and coated in iron please do not take that away from me. My heart isn't for free.
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Nov 5, 2017
Nov 5, 2017 at 7:41 PM UTC
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