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Feb 2014
With hands full of barbed wire,
I squeezed as hard as I could manage.
If anything,
I'd bleed to death.

A fate,
I could live with,
so undeniably horrid.
Faith
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Faith  19/Cisgender Female/MS
(19/Cisgender Female/MS)   
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