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I didn’t ask for an autopsy
Yet here you are, pulling me apart
You weigh what is in my heart
With a broken scale
Yank out my intestines like a rope
Because you don’t have the guts
To turn the scalpel on yourself
You curl up on the table
Hide what’s inside from examination
While laying me bare for all to see
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Inspired by:
https://vocal.media/writers/poppy-s-prompts-6
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Shaun Walters
A happy guy that tends to write a little cynically. Just my way of dealing with the world outside my joyous little bubble.
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Comments (4)
Excellent writing!
This is so brilliantly written! I can't pick my favourite part because it's the whole thing!! Such a masterpiece!
Wow Shaun! That was impressive! Loved: 'You weigh what is in my heart With a broken scale'
Whoaaaa, so intense! I loved it so much!