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Jan 2017
I still have bad days
the ones that keep me up at night
blade in hand.
I long for the cold sting.
But then I remember you.

I press the steel on my skin
blunt side down
Noxx
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Noxx  25/M/Earth
(25/M/Earth)   
400
     lirau, --- and Rapunzoll
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