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misplacedpens
Poems
Dec 2015
i'm no angel
the tips of my fingers bleed
sore feet crack beneath me
there is no one holding on
iron trees
everything you love so dearly
the tips of my fingers bleed out
i am hurting
and there is no one holding on
#love
#angel
#bleed
#blood
#fingers
#trees
#tired
#sore
#hurting
#holdingon
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