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Apr 2021
my mouth is sewn shut
sealed closed by barbed wire
that tears my face apart
and makes me recognize myself
less and less every day
when i try to ask for help
while spitting venom
and projecting the fears
that keep me awake
later tonight i will
sit and wait
swallowing tears
hoping something
will knock
me out
every shadow reminds me of you
arin levy
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arin levy  20/Agender
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