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Jun 2020
Depleted
I have used up all my words
and all of my thoughts.
you yanked them out of my throat
as if I was some magic trick
with never ending scarves.
well Iā€™m not magic,
but now Iā€™m empty.
Happy yet?
Hannah
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Hannah  18/F
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