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felt so nice the last few days. so full. healing. like coming in from the cold.

all gone now.

like i catch my own eye in the mirror and it starts draining out of me. the reminder that this is what i am. i hate my body. my face. ugh.

all i'll ever be will be a hoarse, tired soul rattling against a rib cage.


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