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Jan 2020
Devil linger in my skin
Crawl up my spine
Your fingers down my throat
Your hand gripping my thigh
You’re so far but feel so close
You’re a fly I can’t get rid of
I’m wrapped in thorns
But you chose to cut the flowers
You made me feel ugly
Waiting outside for hours
I’m wrapped in barbed wire
But you chose to cut my wings.
Emilia B
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Emilia B  21/F/Durham
(21/F/Durham)   
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