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Mar 2018
Too many times
Had i searched for homes
Inside some strangers' collarbones

Too many times
Had i been rejected
evicted
traumatized

Too many times had i apologized
To my body
for being cruel.
as I'd found my words poor
so instead made it pour

out my crimson red life.
But those scars don't forgive me
Indigo
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Indigo  24/F
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     V, Michael, winter sakuras, KM Hanslik and Cana
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