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Jun 2016
Cut my hair off
dead ends on the floor
peel my skin off
begging you for more
make me feel new and clean again
though I will bleed, that soon will end

Shave my body hair
make me as fresh as the day we first met
bleach my stained skin fair
beg you to finish what you haven't yet
make me feel new and clean again
the process might burn, that soon will end
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J  22/Gender Nonconforming/East Coast
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