Dull Knife
Sad poem with a hidden meaning (the hidden meaning is the girl feels heart broken and is tired of getting hurt)
The pains like cutting past my flesh into my bone with a dull rusty knife. It is not even as smooth an quick as a sharp knife no, its hours of digging into infected flesh past my ribs n straight into my heart. And the last thing I see is them crushing it in there bare dirty hand before it all goes dark.
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