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Dec 2019
Fingers searching
Probing
At any other point
This would be endearing
But these fingers seek destruction

Every flaw
Every bump and crevice
Is torn away
I wish I could mold myself
Into someone else
But I can't
So I'll tear myself apart instead
Bippity boblems you have mental problems.
Written by
kain  Non-binary/Haven, ME
(Non-binary/Haven, ME)   
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