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Jul 2015
Me
Brown hopeful eyes
Black soft hair
Trembling hands
Aching heart
Hi it's me
Feet brushing against the floor
Lips quivering
Thoughts drowning me
Hi it's me
I'm your friend remember?
We used to play together
Blades and fingers
Either
Scratching you
Or
Poking your throat
It's me
Do you remember?
We were best friends
It was always me
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