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Jul 2017
I feel hopeless
All the things they say seem to have no effect;
What was rotten can never be fixed;
What was shattered can never be reshaped.
The wound cannot be closed;
It bleeds.
As the ruby-red blood drips from my body;
I freeze.*
In scorn
woolgather
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woolgather  23/Non-binary/Philippines
(23/Non-binary/Philippines)   
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