toy tiny knives
go in and out
my heart beats
every bit
as strong
the little slits
stay closed
so far
the outside's
thick enough
for now
the outside's
thickened up
with scars
the beat's kept
steady
oh so long
the pain's not
much
to talk about
what can I say?
except for "ow"
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