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Autopsy



Come. Closer. No, do not be afraid. Look me in the eye. Cry if you must. Your teeth You bite the hand that feeds But I am dead. You cannot hurt me. I have paid my dues. Don't you see my eyes? I told you to look at me. Look. What do you see? I am void of blood You cannot drain me. But You try. I have embalmed, You tear at my flesh And though I am empty Somehow Oh, god, I was wrong. I can feel it. --Paige Whitehead


 

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