You know nothing of the way
My skin cringes to the touch
Of my thighs with one another
Or the nights I dream of sharp objects
That can make all the things I hate
Slip through a wound in my stomach
You don't know where I hide
My shiny pieces of metal
My deepest darkest secrets
The lies I tell myself
And all the disappointment
These nights are mine and mine alone
These deceptions I tell to you and the world
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