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kyss Oct 2017
These hands
hold up nothing
but scars Underneath

From swimming
these oceans
and learning
to Breathe
kyss Oct 2017
Words hurt
and the Proof
Lies on
my Wrists
kyss Oct 2017
This
Is not my Body
It is both
Familiar and
Foreign
But i know
That i do not
Belong here
So i've tried desperately to escape It
i am not welcome
For this is not my Body
Not Yet.

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