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Smaller Pieces

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Every time I fall asleep
I cut too deep
Look at my hand and feet
Feel like I am incomplete

And when this happens my brain turns off
Was it ever on?
Am I gone?
Yet I use these eyes to look upon

Look in the mirror
Splash water in my face
But it wont erase this case
Of feeling misplaced

My body is empty
My life is a haze
Smaller pieces fall
Like Living in a maze

I hate that I create
My fate
And to this date
i remember that I used to be a blank slate

My blood is a token
That my mind is broken
And I keep getting roped in
With every word that is spoken

My body is a book
Full of crease
Break mirror, bleed
Only makes smaller pieces
.
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