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Jun 2021
my face winkled and crumbled under the sheets
my salty tears flooded my eyes and burnt my cheeks
my throat in a chokehold and my heart being poked at
my hair is grey and dead, my lips are cracked and blue
my body a black hole, my arms reaching out to nothing
i don't scream a mothers cry
i weep a childs tear
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