It is hard sitting and waiting,
Waiting for the right person.
Person of interest, visit my soul,
A soul full of pain and trauma,
Trauma inflicted by knives,
Knives full of poison and love.
Love, a word and concept I hate,
Hate with more passion than my soul.
My soul needs healing.
Is healing your skill.
Unwanted trauma and poison,
Poison me or heal me.
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