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May 2020
The small cut sits there
pulling at my pain
The tears fall
pulling at my heartstrings
and there is so much more to suffer
as I pull at the symptoms,
the useless situation, I am helpless, help me, but help cannot fix
what my body has come to be
I should have gone to the doctors the moment I realized something was wrong, but there is nothing I can do now but look helplessly at myself.
kier
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