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Nov 2018
unfamiliar fingertips
plague my sleepless dreams
silenced by sweaty palms
stinking of rubber and cigarettes
hands mashed into my profile
disfiguring my features like clay
if I look close enough
I swear my face hardened that way
funny how i cant find the words to name my traumas yet i can recite exactly how my nightmares feel in vivid detail
Red
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Red  Non-binary/australia
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