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I can learn to love me, even when I am sick of this tight skin. My mind is playing enemy, please look at me. I keep cursing fantasy and reality- folded photos reeking of sin Crazed tongues keep me from loving my skin
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Nov 13, 2015
Nov 13, 2015 at 9:22 AM UTC
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I can learn to love me, even when I am sick of this tight skin. My mind is playing enemy, please look at me. I keep cursing fantasy and reality- folded photos reeking of sin Crazed tongues keep me from loving my skin
Triolet rhyme scheme: A B a A a b A B
#love#self#mind#skin#games#karma#loathing#spit
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23/Cisgender Male/Ohio
Nov 13, 2015
Nov 13, 2015 at 9:22 AM UTC
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