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Jan 2018
She cracks her bones like whips,
augmenting her limbs and fingertips
like a demon i cannot satiate

Play with me, I hear her shout
and all I want is to get out,
an endless loop I must escape.

I never want to see these dreams again,
a distorted body, my dear friend,
I mourn the monster you've become.

It's time to end what I've begun.
Kyle Summer
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Kyle Summer  22/Transmasculine/Texas
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