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May 5
I claw at the dirt,
Something so filthy
It digs under my skin
Into my bones
It hurts it does
I wish a gentle embrace around my heart
Oh love me so
So I may rest peacefully
For one final night
A Torn Memory
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A Torn Memory  16/Gender Fluid
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