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Jul 2018
Your words were like nicotine.
Hands like knifes.
You cut into my skin and calmed with your words
You made me blind to the damage you had done
I hadn't realized how badly I was cut. How broken I became.
Jex Allen
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Jex Allen  15/F/Not telling
(15/F/Not telling)   
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