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May 2019
I ran my tongue along the scar inside my cheek
Like fingers on melancholy piano keys
Can you play in the dark

I made promises
Gave up swallowing razor blades
There is enough already
That will find it's way to cut me
Lexie
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Lexie  22/F/Spent Out
(22/F/Spent Out)   
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