I’d like to take a sharp knife

and carefully cut off my face

So you’d have no reason to look at me

So you could never see me

So I could be hidden forever
behind your own revulsion

So I could be invisible
behind my own horror

So I could blow you goodbye kisses
With no lips
Or blinking eyelids
To funnel tears down my cheeks again…

SO I COULD NEVER BUY THE LIE
OF A SMILE AGAIN…

All this and more
I would do
To just enjoy
A little
Peace

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