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Release

The razor; sharp against my skin.
A guillotine with pendulum force
Deliberately pushing back and forth.

Premeditated and calculating.
Gnawing and grinding
Melodic and mezmorizing.
 
The pain slithers from its nest
At the bottom of the pit
Squeezing life from the branch
And vines that support it

Cells catch on the scales leaving
A path, brightly glowing
Red from the reaping.

Marks that remain are worth
The serpent completing its course.
Finally find calm within
Written by gulac
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