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Jan 2020
2
she sings in cursive
moves with dizzy bliss
she shreds my nerves
to threads of silk
only to hope
i might be sewn together
i know i will
#love #loss #self #left #pain #hope
Written by
stef  18/F/the moon
(18/F/the moon)   
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