I peel off all the emotions,
one by one, they slither to the ground
Of all of them, sorrow clings on to me.
I pull, I yank, I put all my strength
it rips my flesh off, exposing the bones
I can hear my wound scream
spewing out the hatred,
and I lay on the floor, in the pool of my blood
spent, exhausted, light, dreamless.
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