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Jul 2022
Your bones got colder and your blood got thinner
I see you've been cut so you're sure to bleed out,
All the while your eyes are dimmer,
and you are so much slimmer,
You don't have a lot of time until your light goes out.

You beg, "hush now",
Silence from the crowd,
You're wondering how,
You'll take your final bow.
Skyler M
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Skyler M  22/M/Idaho
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