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Aug 2016
I have shared my love with too many thieves
I wear my scars like a tattoo sleeve

I have shared my body with too many beasts
blood, sweat, and tears on my bedroom sheets

I have given things that I did not have
now I need purification, a sinners bath

I have lost count of partners and dates
now I choose to love myself, I hope it's not too late
Written by
ZL  F/Earth
(F/Earth)   
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