Stab my heart
then let me bleed,
So I can turn my scarlet
into a pitch black ink;
Spread it all
on a plain white canvass;
Let it transform
into dysphoric words of gray;
Therefore,
stab The Poet
and let him bleed,
to create a poetry
with impeccable symmetry.
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