And yet nothing drips…

every word lashes
like a sword
the edge shining
cruelly sharp
they make cuts
on my face
on my hands
on my legs
nothing drips
nothing liquid
nothing red
the scars are there
deep inside
repeating the words
a feeling of numbness
sets in gracefully
creating a void
and nothing drips
nothing liquid
nothing red.

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