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Jan 2018
Your tongue like a knife
carved into me,
digging deeper and deeper
with every jab.
Taking the most important pieces,
my heart, my lungs, my mind,
holding them for ransom
until there was nothing left for me to give,
you had my everything.
mikhaila
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mikhaila  20/F/bowling green
(20/F/bowling green)   
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