Cut
Cut my wrist and watch it bleed
drip down my arm feed the earth
beneath me. Grow red weeds
beneath my feet, cry me a river
overfeed my seed.
Close my eyes while darkness follows
open my mouth my throat swallow
my sorrows. Throw my head against
the wall for I am weak. Grab my throat
bend at the knees, heart filled with joy
bow down beneath me. As I look at the
sky I feel weak, as I look towards
my arm my wrist still bleeds
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