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Jul 2018
Silver metal flashes across white flesh.
For an instant, nothing.
Eye of the storm.
Only an instant
Before a red pen line marks my body.
Red ink bleeds and smears
Against a worn canvas,
Striped by days and nights I wish I could forget.
Written by
Bree  26/F/North Dakota
(26/F/North Dakota)   
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     keaoss and Payton Hayes
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