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[Sep. 8th, 2016|12:43 pm] |
The highs and the lows I am used to,
my private exclusive hell
These tiny subversive betrayals of
my body against my self
But the truths you find when you're hurting
are still there when the wound has closed
And the next time you laugh, you're betraying
these things that you cannot unknow. |
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