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May 2019
they say time heals
but every day without you
a piece of me flakes off
iā€™m dead skin
an ***** once used for protection
now purposeless
sometimes floating through the air
sometimes intertwined in dust bunnies
but always still dead
Written by
Alicia  22/F/Lost
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