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Oct 2018
I cut my tongue
to bleed out the words
you've been dying to hear
but even in these final moments
of curt existence
you're still not satisfied
And that's a pain worse than death.
Written by
Mya  26/F/Wherever Souls Wander
(26/F/Wherever Souls Wander)   
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     --- and Neva Flores Varga Smith
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