The reflection in the shattered glass
shows a pattern in my pain
along with veins that wind beneath
my skin like a trickling stain
my scars were placed appropriate
with detail they were designed
the blade with such precision
thier flaws are hard to find
as my memories comsume me
my breath, it slips away
i hate this moment so deeply
forever ill hate this day
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You know what...
will take some of the sting out? Sushi. It's wonders never cease.
