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Aug 2019
jagged
and ******
the glass
pierces

dripping
to the ground
red jewels
smeared

it doesn't hurt
anymore
when it rips
into my flesh

it doesn't hurt
anymore
but you do
Anastasia
Written by
Anastasia  F
(F)   
336
   --- and The Iron Reaver
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