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Sep 2019
at this point,
i can't even tell
if it helps anymore
maybe
it's just a part of me
ingrained as deeply
as a love of stars
or running
until i can't breathe
just to drown out
the noise in my head
i have to wonder
will these scars
ever help?
i still feel like **** no matter what
uselace
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uselace  17/Genderqueer
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