Underneath My Skin

Underneath My Skin
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Posted on January 6, 2021January 6, 2021 by AliceDarkFae

Lie. fe

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An even deeper cut today.
It wasn’t me who held the knife,
I’m only bleeding on the inside.
Such is life.

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