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Sep 2020
opening old wounds
risks infection
let the dead die
stop with the dissection
i don't want an autopsy
don't want a resurrection
we were fine where we were
stop finding things to mess with

find your own peace
without disturbing me
i'm too tired to be
who you need
regardless
i wouldn't wanna be
only in your most
selfish dreams
youcancallmesierra
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youcancallmesierra  22/F/i'm not really sure
(22/F/i'm not really sure)   
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