Small, simple, safe price.
Rise the wake and carry me with all of my regrets.
This is not a small cut that
scabs, and dries, and flakes, and heals,
and I am not afraid to die.
I'm not afraid to bleed, and fuck, and fight.
I want the pain of payment.
What's left, but a section of pigmy size cuts,
much like a slew of a thousand unwanted fucks?
Would you be
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