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Apr 2020
i think you are that wound that i'm afraid to look at.
it hurts, and i feel every ounce of pain in my flesh
and yet, i think staring at it makes the pain ten times worst.
gazing at it confirms the pain.
then maybe the escape to you,
is that i'll tuck you in the dark.
hoping i'll forget,
hoping my skin would heal
from any traces of you.
yne
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yne  dont belong to no city
(dont belong to no city)   
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   Holly D
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