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Apr 2020
I assume I should apologise
For the words wrought in red
Of fire and rage
"you hurt me" I cry
But what of the actions
That brought about the desire for death
Hatred brews deep within
Of oneself perhaps
Possibly the subject of this piece
I cannot say
To the idea maybe
That the initial time doors open
Flowers will bloom on arms
And eyes will crinkle in corners
I cannot say for sure
Written by
Jay  21/Non-binary
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