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Jul 17
again and again,
i gather thin scraps of ribbon

and i tie lovely bows
around my ****** ankle bones
that have become exposed
from the years of pulling away

these velvet knots are all i have
to anchor me to this life

my will to stay is fragile
and it is delicate

it is quick to unravel
it always has been

16.07.24
my will to live is fragile
it is quick to unravel

but it's the best i can do...
this is the best i can do.
efni
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