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Apr 2021
If you laid me bare,
stripped me into basic parts
would you still look at me the same

Cut me open
Puzzle pieces spill onto the floor,
all bent and broken

Lightning in the pit of my stomach
Grey clouds behind my eyes
You wish I was made of sunshine
Written by
Poppy  24/F/England
(24/F/England)   
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     Michael Perry, David R and ---
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