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Oct 2015
sometimes when i miss you
i leave red stains on the insides of my sleeves
and hot showers make me flinch
sometimes when i miss you
i lie to myself and say its your fault
that you're not here anymore
sometimes when i miss you
i make myself ******* hate every
ounce
of your *******
being
just so that missing you
doesnt hurt so much
David Flemister
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David Flemister  21/Non-binary/Ontario, Canada
(21/Non-binary/Ontario, Canada)   
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