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Oct 2010
Take my heart. I need none of it.
This muscle.
It doesn't beat without you.
Without you, I'm naked as I was born.

Take my heart. I need you more.
(I found this in a box that I just unpacked next to a self portrait I did when I was 15...I was angst-y even then)
betty s
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