"It hurts.
Stabbing Deep
The Blade Turns
Everything in me seeps
No comfort
No relief
It all comes forth
No shield, No sword, No sheath.
When will I be able to cry out?
When will I ask for help?
When will I be able to let out a piercing shout?
When will I let out a painful yelp?I want to let out a bloodcurdling yell
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