Beautiful blue-eyed boy,
perfection,
cruelty
Sharp
A tongue
A curved
dagger.
A fatal flaw
pain from pleasure
inseparable. Glass
splinters
shattered inside all
succor
implied pleasure.
You will break
me a thousand
times over.
Save yourself.
just cut me open
leave me in peace
(pieces?)
which knife?
I, ritualized self-abuse
You, solitary vice
I, now you, a tyrannical beast
we don’t make it easy
the terrible things echo and crack
gunshots
in a mountain
valley
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