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Jul 2018
broken, shards, lay strew across her eyes,
and black holes fill her cheeks, leaves
sewn into her lips, hands are replaced with
plastic bottles, twisted and obscure.
ash and fire burn into her core, leaving
dust that fills her nose and mouth,
her skin is dark purple, bruised and sore.
Written by
moyees  19/F/South Africa
(19/F/South Africa)   
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   Manuel Hutchinson and ---
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