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you — kissing the scars on my skin; such a delicate, carefully crafted form of poetry, honey, i will lay it down apollo's altar. your lips. my wrists. again. and again. and for a moment there, they don't look like a bedlam of veins cut open. for a moment there, they look nowhere near the metaphors used in place of my self-destruction.
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Jul 7, 2019
Jul 7, 2019 at 8:44 AM UTC
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you — kissing the scars on my skin; such a delicate, carefully crafted form of poetry, honey, i will lay it down apollo's altar. your lips. my wrists. again. and again. and for a moment there, they don't look like a bedlam of veins cut open. for a moment there, they look nowhere near the metaphors used in place of my self-destruction.
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femininedeath
27/F/Philippines
Jul 7, 2019
Jul 7, 2019 at 8:44 AM UTC
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