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Your eyes, on me, torches scorching with scorns
Blaze, burn, my brain now a botch
From them I see a reflection of mine
Immovable like bruise, unsightly as blotch
A shriek, you turn my metal handle loose
Water discharges from my transparent veins
First a burst, then slowly into drips
Until the liquid runs out and void remains
You tear me into a thousand scattered pieces
Like paper scraps, I strive to regather
Pieces and dust blown away by gust
Then sail and sink, I’m incomplete forever
One final touch, pus prodded to pop
Your finger still lingers on my blister
The pain is gone, numbness pervades
Leave behind the scar on the skin layer
You lock me inside the bleak dark court
I wait for the hammer to drop and shatter the last resort
Your mouth opens but voice never comes out my breath cuts short—
I linger
for the sentence to begin—
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