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Apr 2021
If water so easily slips through fingers
then why are these tears
still stored up in my head?
When all I’ve wanted
is just to cry sometimes
at those times
I’ve wished I bled
My Dear Poet
Written by
My Dear Poet  M/Bottom of the Jar
(M/Bottom of the Jar)   
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