Knife

The edge is sharper than ever
you never knew it cut
when finally you see the blood
it’s too late to run

Two sides this sword we swing
Just another broken dream
retract a stump of bloody rags
cry me a river jagged

In the back in the eye
in the happy part of my mind
in the leg my groin too lame
plunged deeper than ever named

You wield
your knife
like a rose
smelling sweet

You stab
your knife
unknown emotion
into my heart

Staggering with the last beat
my mind shrieks
broken me or broken you
either way a promise down

 

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