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Jan 2019
You can’t stand to see me.
It’s okay,
I’ve put it
Away
In the locket I keep
Deep in my heart—
The chains
Scraping my lungs;
It’s why I can’t speak.
It’s okay,
I hurt you
And you hurt me
And it’s okay.
Strung
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Strung
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