Girly lost

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You only know what you are

when you know what you’re not,

and what I am not

is unknown as yet to me.

Try, do try, to

Make me bleed

Make me cry

Make me scream.

First yes,

Second yes,

Yet nothing makes the third true.

Silent screams escape my lips

And are lost in the silence

Which surrounds me

When the control slips

From my delicate fingers.

Oops I broke a nail,

Oops I broke a heart,

His, yours, mine.

No longer do I want to know

What I am.

I thirst, want, need for,

WHAT AM I NOT?!