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she smiles a bit of me dies inside she laughs she cries a bit of me still cries inside tears don't shed so i get tattoos of them on my face from my eyelids where the water once bled these inked drops now take their place i hear to **** is bad to detain and disembowel is a tad worse for my mind is my greatest gift but it may also be my most frantic curse.
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Nov 5, 2023
Nov 5, 2023 at 9:45 PM UTC
she smiles
she smiles a bit of me dies inside she laughs she cries a bit of me still cries inside tears don't shed so i get tattoos of them on my face from my eyelids where the water once bled these inked drops now take their place i hear to **** is bad to detain and disembowel is a tad worse for my mind is my greatest gift but it may also be my most frantic curse.
i know you know that i know that you know
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23/Two-Spirit/volcano fun land
Nov 5, 2023
Nov 5, 2023 at 9:45 PM UTC
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