I'm not as invulnerable as I appeared to be
when you first saw me,
and every day since, but
I am indomitable
it just means I am bleeding, and
my clothes can soak it up
I can suck it up
you can
shut your trap
because
I won't fall into it. What
could you tell, from the first hundred cuts?
I didn't flinch, and I didn't
fight back, so I just
must have been enjoying it? I'm glad
you have found a dynamic
you can cinch
with a knot, pull taut
and gather your life into. I
would work like that
if I could.
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