Insane and Liking It

Insane and Liking It

I don't care if that knife eventually
hardens every inch of your pale skin.
I don't care if you bleed until your
life drains
and all that's left is your sorrow.
I don't care
because I don't need you here
to know that you are beautiful
(and always will be).
Your mind has left a legacy with me--
Hang onto your sanity though...
You don't need it to prove anything to me
(I already know your worth),
but some aren't as quick to catch on.


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