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Paper Knives

March 5, 2013
By MarieAntoinette2014 DIAMOND, Scottsburg, Indiana
MarieAntoinette2014 DIAMOND, Scottsburg, Indiana
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Isn't it ironic? We ignore the ones who adore us, adore the ones who ignore us, love the ones who hurt us, and hurt the ones that love us.

The poems I wrote about you,
the ones you wrote for me,
swirling in a storm,
a cyclone.

I’m at it’s center,
It’s eye,
It forms a wall.
Out of so many,
only one hits me.
The one you wrote,
my favorite.
It leaves the others,
As if by it’s own accord,
and cuts my cheek.

Blood wells,
as do my tears.
My own words,
your kind words,
they meld together,
making a knife stronger than diamond.

It stays over my heart for a moment,
takes the plunge,
and it doesn’t miss.

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