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Mar 2022
i should have bit
the hand that feeds
before it became
the hand that beats

rotten lies rise
between my teeth
my silver tongue
and the stench of meat

now i could devour
the whole **** world
just to protect
that scared little girl

but i still can't
stand up to you
what the hell
did you do?
misha
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misha  23/F/under the sea
(23/F/under the sea)   
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   Reverie and G Alan Johnson
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