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Dec 2018
Emma.
Blue.
Sad.
Skinny.
Pain.
Hurt.
Lies.
Yellow but not happy.
Skateboard.
Car.
Oh no.
Ankle.
Cast.
Limp.
Green and sick.
Food.
Toilet.
Flush.
Red but not love.
Razor. Shower.Water.
Band aid.
Pink lips pressed against another’s
But not mine
I guess we were always just friends.
Noah
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Noah  14/Bigender/California
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