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Slit open my mind And let these secret thoughts Seep across the canvas Little note for you to find Connect the dots My art supplies throw tantrums Open heart I show my scars And light them like a lantern My innocence and me Have grown apart Final straw last call at the tavern I own each mark As I dash and dart In a moat with sharks And dangle my vulnerability like a magnet Enjoy the depth of my baggage See the target and stab it I'll call the attention love Before I wiggle restless in my madness Display my attachment You can bill me for the damages We can examine the hits And bond over our issues of abandonment Turn the blade inside a ransom slip Slice a path to find a hand to grip Rip apart the nesting And turn your head into a landing strip Ask you if you wish to dance again Tap to the rhythm of my damaged quips Light my inner caverns like a candlestick Ration your wick And pretend that you can handle it We can make the most beautiful display With each bit of melting wax that drips So when you inevitably leave To catch your breath that was cast adrift I can look upon the remaining sculpture The final evidence that exists