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Sep 2013
Place both of your hands
Onto my arm
Coil them

Twist and leave that piercing
Scarlet
Red red red mark

Laugh, push, tumble me
Up the stairs or tangled up in
My own shoelaces

My face hits the ground
Always last
Can't help crying

Teased because I am small
Hair's pulled, mum would
Never find out

You hear me?
N n n n never
Daisy Jones
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Daisy Jones  UK
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