I make a gash on my chest
With a knife to confess
There's something in me
That not even knives can touch
.. When I drink the blood
It becomes clear
What is non-essential..
In days that I've found my Spirit
Because I could see my heart beat
I could hear myself cumming
I could see what's left of me
You can't even get me with a javeline throw..
You better say your prayers
Or else what is left
Will sleep in the pyre..
2 inches inside the book (by Seung Kim)
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