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Jun 2015
i'm so used to the withdrawals
they almost taste as sweet as the initial fall

i'm so sick from getting high
or maybe it's because i keep saying i'll get sober

i always taste like rust and blood
because i can never stop biting my lips
or maybe i just forgot myself out in the rain again

i can never stop picking at the skin around my fingernails
how long have i been trying to claw myself out of this body
Mick
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Mick  26/Non-binary/RVA
(26/Non-binary/RVA)   
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   Amelia and Eiliv Advena
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