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Sep 2018
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I dig my nails into my skin
and sob at my red marked back
I spit out vile words at myself
and lay in bed all day

I caress your skin
trace circles on your bare back
I say nothing but sweet words to you
and hold you in my arms all day

Why don't I treat myself as nice as you do to me?
Why don't I treat myself as nice as I do to you?
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