papercuts.

Poem

Thin as paper.

Deep as oceans.

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Why does it hurt so much?

I stand there bleeding,

Screaming, yet in vain.

Flaming sorrow, yet no one sees my pain.

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Your last kiss, shredding my skin.

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Thin as paper.

Deep as our love.

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Tiny cuts, wholly unseen,

Searing since the day you left.

Invisible a love that might have been:

Unbroken, yet cut open in clefts.

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Posted Jun 16, 2022, 3:10 PM UTC

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