We tasted the same poison
We licked the same knife
But the knife didn't cut the tongue
The knife was soft and slippery and repulsive in the most unimaginable ways
The knife hurt much deeper
Our hearts bled
Our self Died
Screaming not allowed

We shed shared blood

Small faces shoved into the same place
No
I don't want to
No
I don't like it
No
No
No
I won't do that
No
No
We don't have to be slaves to the memory of you anymore
No more nightmares
No more hating our mouths bc of what you forced them to taste
No more
No More!