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East of the Sun.West of the Moon


I tore my
flesh
away and
you still
saw nothing

two slits to
my
bounded
wrists, you
muted my
voice

you were
the devilís
anthem
swelling
inside my
heavenly
bosom

but it's ok,
I wasn't
born to be
protected.

My strength
My Own






Written by FloralsnShadows
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