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Feb 4
My words turn me inside out
and rip my heart across the seams -
they dance along my tattered soul
and tear a hole in all my dreams.
They shred my healed wounds open
and leave me rotting in the cold -
my soul is raging with the same light
that’ll keep me from growing old.
Written by
Katie be my darling  20/F
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