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Nov 2019
I am so alone that I am choking on it
so many people love me and nobody knows me;

fading tattoos on my body like an epitaph for my heart.

Littered in bruises from people I don't know
but
they might as well be from me.

It's still a better day than yesterday.
my writing isn't good anymore
Amelia
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Amelia  rva usa
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   David Flemister
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