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Nov 2013
first theres nothing
a little sting,
maybe its recovering from the shock
then slowly
blood starts to well
small droplets
sitting above the cut
as it drips
theres still little pain
you've dried the blood
washed it away
cleaned yourself up
then the pain hits
it burns
i should delete this i dont want to trigger anyone
maybella snow
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maybella snow  where i don't want to be
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