Your love
was like a paper cut
painful, but not deep
and it bled a lot.
My heart is full of paper cuts
Yours was not the first
I am wating for a dagger to cut me deep
I’m like an elephant in many ways
I have trouble forgetting
A blessing and a curse
First line
Erased.
Second line
Erased.
Third line
Erased.
The lines help me forget. Dulls my senses
I’m ready for my next
Paper cut
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