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Knife Wounds

 I am blameless and at fault. Innocent and guilty damaged, scarred stained, bruised. Someone please peel my battered carcass off the floor.I stumble to the mirror stare blindly at empty eyes watching me in the glass.I was temporarily lost; on leave of absence. I sank back into the shadows; jumped the track.Though sudden sadness creeps up on...