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Mar 2017
your drunken lips,
my ***** tongue

remind me what it’s like to feel whole -
when there’s not a gaping void in my chest.

tell me i’m beautiful
only this time, you mean it.
MD
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     Melanie Cruz, Aspen S, Glass and Zero Nine
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