you judge every part of me
use your
knife to cut into the skin
of my hands
and feet
before you
spit on my words and thoughts
and everything
I feel
use your
greedy fingers to
rip apart
my personality
pick apart and examine me
i’m not a
person
just a game of
puzzle
and you decide which
puzzle piece
should be thrown
and which i get to keep
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