Pso Itchy

Tue, 07/03/2018 - 20:28 -- Alina V

My hands are like knives

And my flesh the meat

 

I carve my body

Aching in defeat

 

Again and again

Each slice is a blow

 

To the touch is a rush

I still wish to not know

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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