nails
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Clip. Clip. Clip.
My hand squeezes the metal object.
As the bright yellow nails fall down
To the floor, disordered and thin,
Hey I'm as tough as a nail
My breath makes ships sail
My eyes shoot lasers
My voice destroys haters
When I snap the world quivers
When I wash my hair the city shivers
When I stomp a star shatters
Your "lol's" and "omg's"
Really sicken me.
Do you know how low
I feel when you
Completely ignore me?
My Love,
You are my heart, my joy, and my bride.
For you, I took the nails and the wound in my side.
For you, I was beaten beyond recognition.
For you, I lived knowing I’d endure crucifixion.
