I feel the pain
I feel it, yes
I feel the sear that sits, unrests
This knife is there
It’s unaware
It gleans and rests, asks if you dare
It teases you
You know it’s true
It’s nothing that you’d ever do
It stays, the thought
It isn’t caught
It’s in our minds, it is not taught
Take this, it’s set
And you must let
Let it take you, my Juliet
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