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Jul 2016
Timidly, I let my feet touch the ground
With hesitation, I embrace the day

Your words are like acid in my open wounds
Don’t you see them?
lines of shame
veins to drain the evil within
mirrors of toughened tissue
that had no other choice
jagged attempts

you pour into me
sugar sweet, now bitter
it stings
stop hurting me
my heart
aches
i hate you

don't leave me
allusion to Hal Straus and Jerold Jay Kreisman's book
Terrin Leigh
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Terrin Leigh  28/F/second star on the right
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