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In You

By Kati Frazier

When I see you,

all that I see

is the knife

breaking my skin.

When I hear you,

it is only

my slight cries.

Whimpers of pain.

When you touch me,

I can feel

the sting

of the blade.

In your perfume

I smell it.

My blood

bittersweet.

And when you turn

your back on me,

I remember

the sweet darkness.

And

I

can

never

be the

same.

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