We're too busy stabbing ourselves to watch other's blood tangle with ours.
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One Liners
PoetryPoetry is music, music in retrun saves my thought. ------------------ A collection of one sentence/one line poems that range from hope to death. And everything in between.
92. Stabbing One's Self
We're too busy stabbing ourselves to watch other's blood tangle with ours.
