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I can’t feel any warmth in my blood anymore The mirror gliding along my skin reflects only my ugliness And the outline of my fingertips has begun to dissolve It’s all just unbearably, and eternally painful But strangely, I’m still gasping for salvation
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Mar 8
Mar 8, 2026 at 12:05 PM UTC
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I can’t feel any warmth in my blood anymore The mirror gliding along my skin reflects only my ugliness And the outline of my fingertips has begun to dissolve It’s all just unbearably, and eternally painful But strangely, I’m still gasping for salvation
#sh#blood
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Mar 8
Mar 8, 2026 at 12:05 PM UTC
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