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Cutter

I wish I could
climb these
red ladders,
climb every story
behind every cut,
and find you
at the top of your
tower of pain.

I wish I could
bring you the
smallest gem
of bright and
ardent peace.

Tiny,
but
bright.

This poem was originally published under the pen name Gabriel Gadfly.
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