Underneath My Skin

Underneath My Skin
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Posted on May 31, 2019 by AliceDarkFae

mentally ill

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This illness becomes a definition
Of what I was. Who I am.
It cuts my vocals chords
One by one.
Leaves me stealing
Your unused whispers.
I have become the doll
Of a vindictive child,
Pulled into pieces.

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