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Mar 2019
You trace shapes onto a hollow rib cage
Where my heart should be
Where it is
But feels empty
My brain is fuzzy with thoughts
Why don’t you love me?
Written by
Veta  19/F
(19/F)   
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     Fawn and Suzy Berlinsky
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