Sliced Poem by Jeremiah JamesNolan Knight
Sliced
Slice up
Slice down
Side to Side
That's my moto Being surrounded
Torched alive
Surrounded with cuts on my back
Surrounded with cuts on my chest
Cuts on my legs
Cuts on my arms
Sliced through my heart
Sliced through my brain
I'm going insane
I'm losing my mind
I have no control
I have no demined
This is it
The time is now
The time I slice
The price is right
As I scream on my last night
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8/28/2026 7:25:15 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
Heart breaking and shocking expression of a bruised soul out to avenge with self-destruction. Thanks. Sliced through my heart / Sliced through my brain I'm going insane /....The price is right As I scream on my last night