Child

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There's a stabbing
between my ribs.
So cleanly sliced
that you'd think a professional did it.
But no,
it was a child.
A child like me.
So lovesick that they didn't realize
how their blade went through me
in an attempt to get to their one.

And oh Child,
I will gladly take this pain.
This sword still stuck in my heart.
I will take it and everything else
just so you can know love.
So give me your pain,
and I'll step aside for your happiness.

Oh Child,
just remember to look back
upon my corpse
and smile
instead of cry.

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