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Knife Kiss-magnetic poem #1

Posted by Cat Food Chick at 7:22 AM
The knife is
In my hand,
The blade
Kissing my
Flesh,
I float
Towards
The ceiling
No longer
Effected by
Gravity
I hear the
Song
Of my life
The
Yelling
And
Lying
That always
Leaves me
Broken
And
Trembling.
I float
Away,
A
Whisper
Now…
I no
Longer
Feel
Pain


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