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Mar 2016
Between the burning and me
Between the sheets and me
Between the knife and me
Between the *** and me
Between the blood and me
It all burns
It all bleeds
It all screams
Were empty
Yet the cuts still aren't deep enough.
If filth were clothe, it'd be my favorite sweater
Madeysin
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