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Dec 2018
A colorful collection of blood and tears
Wouldn’t be found for many years
Stare me down as my wound sears
Cut my name with sharpened shears

Claw my eyes,
I’m already blind.
Rip out my heart,
It’s already sliced.
Burn up my lungs,
The breath’s already gone.

Love already did this to me.
Written by
Addie Kay  16/F/Wherever you are.
(16/F/Wherever you are.)   
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