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Jan 2019
your fingertips cut me like unswept glass every time you touch me
my ears bleed every time they hear your lies
my tongues gets sores from tasting the sourness off your mouth
my eyes cry from looking at the person standing in front of me and realizing you’re not the person you used to be before
my heart breaks from the promises you said you would fulfil but didn’t
my feet hurt from always walking the extra mile for you
my arms are sore from having them always stretched wide open waiting for you
lydia inez melendez
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lydia inez melendez  28/F/Outer Space
(28/F/Outer Space)   
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