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May 2020
i’m screaming but no sound leaves my chapped lips
the lips i peeled till they bled a trillion times over
when i couldnt think of anything else to
i wonder how much blood i lost from my lips today
id imagine more than the average american
but probably not more than the slits on my wrists i cut in the tub
desvelado
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     Liam Hunter and Bogdan Dragos
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