i'm sad and angry and frustrated and sad.
i want to tear a slit in the sky.
i want to sew my mouth shut.
i want to carve your words onto my bruised and cut up limbs,
and feel my blood rush out like water through a broken dam.
don't you understand?
what you want will come too soon,
much quicker than you had anticipated,
and by then it will be too late,
much too late for you to understand.
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