Stab me in the back to see if I bleed.
Stab me in the heart out of curiosity.
Rip out my soul to see if it’s there.
Hurt me all you want I truly don’t care.
What will happen?
If I don’t bleed
If I’m not hurt
If it’s not there
Do you think I am a lifeless machine?
Oh honey, I’m like nothing you’ve ever seen.
©C. O’Connor, 2016
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