Papercuts

A paper cut is all it takes to make you bleed,

The tiniest of cuts is all you need.

I cut my finger today on a letter you wrote,

Now I’m drowning in me, and I don’t know how to float.

I made a ship from your letter and sailed away,

But the paper got soft and fell apart in a day.

I was dragged to the bottom by the weight of my wealth.

I saw you down below, and you toasted my health.

You shouldn’t write me letters because I don’t want to know

Everything that you’re doing because I know it’s for show.

And I’m speaking the truth, I don’t care what you say;

None of this would’ve happened if you’d just gone away.

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