I'm staring at my arm
~what am I~flesh?
I tare away at my skin
~what am I~Veins?
I claw open my artery
~what am I~Blood?
I Crack open my bone
~what am I~Merrow?
I destroyed myself
Trying to figure out
What I am
But what I amIs broken.
~brokenglasseye
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Defective Product(Complete).2
PoetryPoems by a defective humman searching for an outlit threw poetry.