The knife I used to use to cut out my heart is dulled
It can't pierce me anymore
I need a new knife
A song that hurts deeper
A sleep that leaves me satisfied
I've been waiting for the reason my whole life
There are no reasons left
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18 Years of God Damn Bullshit: A Memoir
NonfiksiPoems and stories from my chaotic life because I love to trauma dump with sexy words. Be kind, and enjoy <3
