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Knife (Free verse) by Alyssa91
Knife
That knife you have
Cuts so deep
But I didn't know it
Would cut me
I was nieve when
I believed you
When you said
You would never leave
You lied to me
When I asked
Do you love me
The knife was rusted
When I touched it
The cut grew infected
When you tried to heal it
I grow weak
As you grow strong
Its the way you wanted
It to be
When I try to heal
You come back again
Your always looking
For a medician ease your mind
You shed my blood
To clear your mind
And when your done
You leave me
Bleeding on the ground
And you stop coming around
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