dagger

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i hold my head high
my dagger, higher
as i stare into your soulless eyes
and plunge my hatred
deep inside you

i watch as you bleed a million shades
of grey
no true colors but blurred lines in you
they pour absorbent on you
sweep you up
after your skin turns to ashes
at the spark of my match

i only did it because you never
wanted to be cremated

but then again,
never did i

but you gave me no choices

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