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like a shredded daisy against a wall of wHy did you's & who could eVer love me again i hide behind porcelain white masks like a harlequin dealing sMiles & maybe she's the dead bloom no one will notice. because if you're dead you don't exist & no one will pay attention if you do it agaiN if you trip yourself & land on diRt in your nose dirt in your mouth & dirt in your soul turning you into LeStat in withdrawal crAving a needle full of what exaCtly. blood? i caN't bleed anymore. & you can say aNything aSk anything screaM anything because i've been there before. and i'm still thAt butterfly shredded into a million tears. but she's pasted back together & i did thaT on my oWn
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