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Mar 2021
my skin is a traitor
flaming and red
hot to the touch
leaving invisible scorch marks
on everything i touch
directly opposing
the chill inside
the freezing cold
of my careless mind
im so tired and i hate this
just noah
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just noah  17/stuck in my head
(17/stuck in my head)   
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