Pieces
I feel like cutting myself
Into all the pieces of the whole
To see how they all lay about
I feel like peeling my skin
Away from my bones
To see what lies beneath
I feel like taking my eyes
And pushing them into my skull
To see if I can see inside
Will you put my pieces together?
Or leave them scattered about?
Left a mess by my self.
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