See you

I cry,

Or should I say I want to cry,

And I am hurt,

For yes I am.

To be seen and to say,

I want to be loud.

Pushed, the curb has my heart.

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For I cannot help but kiss it.

Learn to be okay,

Accept and acceptance I try to walk.

My knees are gone,

For I have no spine.

Kill me if you want,

I hope my blood is red and there’s Someone who looks at it.

Sheds a tear, and may love not me, but what was my heart.