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Dec 2019
i want to die.
i don't think
that i'm worth it
i know
it's not true.
i am a failure-
the voices in my head tell me
blades drop
and i listen
i love you,
people say
but do they?
the scars help,
i think
and as blood falls
i regret.
read it backwards.
uselace
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uselace  17/Genderqueer
(17/Genderqueer)   
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   eli and A Slow Heyoka
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