Friday, October 13, 2017

Blunt

Thank god the scissors were sharp
And not blunt like you
(Now don't flatter yourself
I was blunt as in straightforward
You were blunt as in opposite of sharp)
Because if the blades hadn't made a clean cut
Between you and I
I'd have chosen to ignore my wound
And bleed to death
Than talk with you again

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