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Eyes Sewn Shut
I run around in circles - desperately looking for light. Another spear is thrown- but I can't see.. it's hard to fight. My words are carved right out of me- as I worship silver tongues. Let out a valiant battle cry- 'fore the air's swept from my lungs. A dagger clips my shoulder- of which now is chipped and wounded. Developes brute infection- how the hell do I remove this? It spreads like wildfire- rots my body, mind, and soul. I feed on my own flesh- to fill the emptiness; this hole. But then I'm baited in- I fall for all the same old tricks. With promises of safety- that there will be no more neglect. As soon as I fall into him- he strings me up a noose. Illuminates my shortcomings- triggering my self abuse. Can I do no good- is there no way I am of use? My shame burns me alive- It's clear my efforts are no use. How ignorant of me- to love so blindly in the dark. Why dive into that darkness- knowing I'll get ripped apart? It's simply that I love him- and pray someday we'll be alright. So I keep my eyes sewn shut- if I want love I must stay blind.
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