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I died 100 times By your side 35 ribcage wounds My hearts not easily found. 5 stomach slashes, I never ate your fear. 2 severed wrists, I bled you stars. 8 ****** punctures, I'm pretty now. 25 knives in the back, 25 shattered vertebra, Spineless reflections, dear, You've sculpted me, I have become you.
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Jan 21, 2013
Jan 21, 2013 at 10:51 AM UTC
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I died 100 times By your side 35 ribcage wounds My hearts not easily found. 5 stomach slashes, I never ate your fear. 2 severed wrists, I bled you stars. 8 ****** punctures, I'm pretty now. 25 knives in the back, 25 shattered vertebra, Spineless reflections, dear, You've sculpted me, I have become you.
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Jan 21, 2013
Jan 21, 2013 at 10:51 AM UTC
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