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Apr 2019
Cut myself open
For you
I bleed until
I am a dot
Black and dull
I chose to be seen
They said I am null
I went insane
I will die in vain
Skip the memory lane
Until I obtain
My senses and rot
Like the roots of
Dead plants.
Hannah
Written by
Hannah  25/F/Egypt
(25/F/Egypt)   
  766
   --- and Ray Dunn
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