28. weakness

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I'm ashamed to say I need you.

That so much of me depends on you,
And your kindness to me.
So much of my pain, can be taken away by you
And given, by you.
I pray for your kindness.
I'll repress all expectations ,
And be greatful... for the knives you let twist inside me.
I'll leave no silver unscathed.
My teeth, ripe with fix
By my heart's hands, I bleed your name
And repent, repent for sentencing you
Branded as your burden, I repent. 

-F

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