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Mar 2021
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Hands in my pockets,
because she will never hold them again.
lips always shut,
because she will never kiss them again.
tears allowed to drop on the floor,
because she will never wipe them away again.

Cuts on my thighs,
because she will never love me again.
Written by
Jesse Jones
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