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Paper Cut

By Muriel Palanca



Paper cut, so small it stings.



Beads of blood on loosend strings.



Paper cut, you make me bleed.



I guess I'm human for all to see.



Paper cut, you're fading fast.



My blood has ceased to drip at last.



Paper cut, you've almost healed.



Please leave a scar so I know you're real.



Paper cut, you're invisible.



But you go deeper than physical.



Paper cut, I know you're there.



Play hide and seek so no one stares.



Paper cut, you help me deal.



You're the only thing that can make me feel.