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Nov 2021
I see your teary eyes so I dress up for you,
To see you smile is all I want,
But when you said it didn't help,
I couldn't help to fear the fear of your sad smile,
I want to see you smile again and not cut,
She grabs my wrist,
I fall,
She takes me down with her,
I cut,
I bruise,
And we die Together.

-K.T.
Krystal
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Krystal  16/Bigender/Texas
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