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to my body
my brain was a savage
and im sorry i let so many undeserving hands ravage your fragile parts
i didnt think you were worth enough, so thats why i continued to pick and prod, my judgement was tough
im sorry i ripped you to pieces
but now im learning to love all of your creases
with every burise, cut, and scar youre beautiful thin or large
ive learned to keep you close on your worst...
Wednesday 15th January 2020 10:04 am
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