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Nov 2021
the air tickles my skin like static
my stomach cries and my head is pounding
thighs begging again again again
nothing feels real anymore
what did i do to deserve that
i was a kid
i was your kid
why didn’t you love me like you loved them
i’m sorry i remind you of him
i’m sorry
i love you mom
arin levy
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arin levy  20/Agender
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