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Jan 2019
Blue marks crawl up your arms
Blood spilling to the ground

The cloth that once was crystal white
Turning red before your eyes

As I duck away from my mind
I find myself fighting back

Because this time
They will not see the pain behind my eyes

Because this time
I don't need anyone's acceptance

And I realize now
That I never needed it in the first place
Not the best poem I've ever written
Em
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     --- and Em MacKenzie
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