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Sep 2020
Water flows
Just like our souls
Together at the start
But now we are split apart
I rebuild my walls
They feel empty, these halls
I feel worthless, alone
Now Iā€™m just a clone
Empty, hollow
Now I just follow
Blood runs down the sink
And Iā€™m to close to the brink
Of
Death
Written by
Honeybee  18/Trans Male/Within the Milky Way
(18/Trans Male/Within the Milky Way)   
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