If I die today.
The ties that bind me.
Wouldn't matter.
This never ending ladder.
That shattered.
And made me fall harder.
Every time I got up.
I would fall back down.
This shank.
Jammed in my heart..
Tearing it.
To its last tissue.
The issues.
That hurt me are you.
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