Rust

I'm afraid I'll lose my edge
if I don't cut myself with it

afraid there's no proof
of my life
if it isn't pouring crimson

afraid that 
I'm living in vain if
I'm not
living in vein

Im afraid I'll lose my edge
if I don't cut myself with it

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Endigo Michaels

Sun 21st Jul 2024 00:34

I love the wordplay used in this piece. Thank you for sharing!

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