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Feb 2023
your screams
more blood curdling
than the sound of your beer bottles
smashing agaisnt the wall
even when there right next to my head
even as the cuts brush my cheeks
you take me down
every word poison
ment to **** me just a little more
but in the end
while your destroying my life
your bringing yourself down faster
so really in the end
we both lose
Melanie Jackson
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Melanie Jackson  17/F/corning ny
(17/F/corning ny)   
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