Doughnuts and Cuts.

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It hurts,

To be cut on the finger,

To have the pain linger,

The knife falls,

So do my small tears,

I felt fear,

Will it fall on my toe?

My eyes,

Small and doe like,

Felt the water fall,

I cried,

For my mommy,

The cut was painful,

Like the sun swearing,

The clothes I was wearing,

Felt hot,

Just like the cut,

It sweared at me,

Just like mommy,

Mommy,

Why?

Why do you hurt me like that cut?

I just wanted a doughnut.

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⏰ Last updated: Mar 23 ⏰

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