Work Text:
Why do you cut me?
You make me writhe, you make me bleed.
You seek to devour me when you have
maimed my flesh beyond repair.
A small comfort at least, that you cry when
you kill me.
A humble collection of jumbled words. Feel free to guess the subject!
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Why do you cut me?
You make me writhe, you make me bleed.
You seek to devour me when you have
maimed my flesh beyond repair.
A small comfort at least, that you cry when
you kill me.
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