Works

Don’t Mind Them

Knife!

Sharp and merciless,

Shoots me up to the heavens where everyone is quiet

And there is no air to breathe.

Sometimes you need

A little silence,

A brief moment of heaven

An escape from the noise.

And the blade is a good friend at that,

Trading pain for heaven.

See the scars on these arms.

And my inner thighs.

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