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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Mystery and Crime  |  House: Booksie Classic

Just a fraction of my crazy mind lol....

I’m not human.

Don’t look surprised.

At least it’s what they say…

Or, maybe what I think of myself.

Please tell me,

How else would you explain this…?

That I don’t feel what you say you feel?

I’m dead inside…

I couldn’t care less about you.

With me standing right in your abdomen

While you poor out blood from your gut.

I wasn’t met for this purpose but yet,

Here am I, staring at you,

…With tears trickling from your eyes.

I can’t even imagine what’s going through your mind now,

Or what you were thinking when you came to me.

You probably should be called insane.

Do you regret your action now, or you just happy for what I did to you?

 I would do it over and over again to you. You know why?

I’m not human

I’m just a knife.

That just ended your life.

Submitted: March 30, 2018

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Written from a pretty unique perspective. Very clever in the composition.

Sat, March 31st, 2018 6:02pm


Thanks so much....
I'm glad you liked it

Sat, March 31st, 2018 12:51pm

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