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Feb 2020
Little crimson colours
Coat my little wrist
Orange red and yellow
The brush kisses my skin
I'm not allowed to hurt myself
Because of my mental health
So instead I colour my scarred up wrist
With paints and colours from eyeshadow kits
Dreyasten
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Dreyasten  19/Non-binary/USA
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