Slice
Slice
Settle the blade,
dig in deep,
feel the blood
and watch it seep
I cover myself
in crimson scars,
deep in the night
under the stars
Watch the suffering,
feel my pain-
You've nothing to lose,
I've nothing to gain.
The wounds will worsen.
Simple scars won't suffice.
I won't be content
'till the very last slice.

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