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Mar 2018
When I weep I remember
Unplucked eyelashes
Arms free from scars
Boxes full of bandages
Bottles full of pills

I remember
Unbitten nails
The skin on my
Elbows
Knees
Lips

When I weep
I mourn the pieces of me
My past poisoned
Ranae
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Ranae  22/F/Colorado
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