Tapped Out Tapestry

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I ripped myself open tonight -- to see the defect that seems to steal your attention.

I cut out parts that blocked your way into my soul, but severed the wrong threads of myself. 

Scars have a way of telling stories -- and not everyone enjoys holding a book by the cover -- so I took my heart from its hollow cage I had already sledge hammered -- with precision of course -- and held it in my hand as an offering -- 

just to learn that you weren't religious and your donation box was already full of flesh that held no self inflicting bruises from trying to mold themselves into a person you could love. 

Just answer me this -- 

Are you decent with stitch work? 


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