Sliced In None Poem by The Feend

Sliced In None



I was stabbed in the stomach the other night.
It went in so smooth I didn't think I could actually do it.
There are feelings that I can't release.
And when I do, there is a cancer that seems to spread.
Loving someone is the most destructively beautiful thing on the earth.

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