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Jan 2018
These scars are the *******
lace my body wears
They itch and crisscross my skin
These scars lock my feelings in
They wrap so tightly around me
I don’t know if I will breathe again

But let’s be ******* real here.
I did this to myself.
Dacotah Ashes
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Dacotah Ashes  Non-binary/ND
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