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Nov 2020
I was always in the fire
Running through the flames
Pins and needles stabbing me
The heat ripping my skin apart

Then I was in the water
Sinking further into the depths of the sea
Gasping for air
The ocean was filling my lungs

Those in the fire don't care
They never do
But you
You threw me in that ocean

I'm back on earth now
But I'm wounded
The scars and memories
It's all engraved in me
Different people can hurt you in different ways
riri
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riri
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