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May 2013
please listen;
because now I'm screaming
for you to just look at me.
And now you're looking,
but I can't seem to meet your gaze.
I can feel your hands
grabbing and ripping at my skin,
peeling back every layer
of me.
Written by
Andrea  21/F
(21/F)   
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   Emily Tyler
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