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May 2015
Bitten;
chewed down to the nub
skin torn
blood trickling down the hand
as a reminder of what you've done
destroying your body
your temple
one little piece at a time
bye bye skin
bye bye nail
I  hope you'll grow back
I hope you prevail
Written by
maxine  20/F/AZ
(20/F/AZ)   
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