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Feb 2018
How much more will I have to break my bones,
How much more will I have to stay paralyzed,
How much more will I have to rip out my skin,
How much more will I have to claw out my heart,
Before someone comes and reincarnates me back into a healthy new born?
Iā€™m used until I'm useless.
Fritzi Melendez
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Fritzi Melendez  23/F/Texas
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