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Apr 2015
Knees red
Knuckles calloused
Looking into the toilet bowl
I can't stop
Its saving me

Purge myself of the day
Burning holes in my esophagus
Blood in the bowl
I can't stop
Its killing me
Rosalina Wendt
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Rosalina Wendt
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