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I have

I have

I have
and I am small

and I am
four letters
vomiting my heart
into the sewer grates
wishing I could
carve it out and
fill up the hole with
the burning ice
I down until
the sobs no longer
threaten
to line my face
and melt my eyes
right off
and I am

walking halls
of mirrored glass
curved into lies
and

bending my reflection
into snakes
while asking
for a fare
when I just want
the sky above
and open air

and the confidence
of knowing
that when I wake in twisted sheets
from begging him
to unstab the barbs
lodged in my skin

I can
still scream