90 KnivesA Poem by Lexi Richard
When it happens
I'm gone - I'm out of my head I suffocate within a sea of oxygen And I don't miss who I've been I don't miss what I've done I wish I hadn't damaged the one I should've most loved I have not much to say and too much to hide I am simply waiting for the turn of the tide And with 90 knives in my back I still smile with care but I wish that I knew why I had put them there -l.r.
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