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The Soul is a Kitchen Knife
My soul is a kitchen knife
and I am a mad slasher
waving it at all who pass.
To touch my soul
is to wrap your hands around the blade
until blood warms the webs
between your fingers.
and I am a mad slasher
waving it at all who pass.
To touch my soul
is to wrap your hands around the blade
until blood warms the webs
between your fingers.
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