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May 2015
Every marred line
Red paint down
My white arm canvas
Dried blood on my jacket

but you dont ask twice  

Falling down
paint bucket nearly empty
I stumble away
Fresh blood on my jacket

You Wont Ask

So I dont ask
If you mind
me unzipping
my veins
No one even ******* cares
My bestfriend is gone
why should I care
I dont care
bye
Ellie Shelley
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Ellie Shelley  18/Androgynous/Nothing is real
(18/Androgynous/Nothing is real)   
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