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Mar 2020
your hands on my hips, your fingernails
sinking into my skin making it draw blood
and now the blood runs down my leg and drips onto the cold tile floor

no matter how delicate you are with my body
you always find a way to hurt me.
Written by
phoebe  21/F/TX
(21/F/TX)   
25
   Bogdan Dragos
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