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I see these kids
Jumping in joy
Through tears shed
Just at the word Hi
I see faces of awe
Stare into a rainbow
The smile on the face
At the mention of a name
I feel them feel so much more
Than I can comprehend
I sit here wondering
Am I missing a cog
Am I missing a gear
Am I fully here

How broken must I be
For you to not know
I need to be fixed

I dreamt last night that I killed a man

I carved into his skin the words I long to say

I stabbed his chest with a cold steel blade

But you know what, what I find strange is

I was not met with any resistance

This man did not fight back

No cries of agony, no calls for mercy

The seven inch steel blade cutting

Flesh, apathy, disillusioned thoughts alike

And instead of red blood

A surreal indifference oozed out of the wounds

I took a piece of your soul
to use as a night light
I keep it by my bedside
light it on dark cold nights