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Insomnia


You can't tell

but I still see

The scars on

my Wrist and

Hip Bones bleed

but the worst are left

on my Heart

broken, shattered, torn apart

to a million and one pieces

there's a scar, a name

for every one

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I'm new to this and I don't know if my poetry is any good #dontjudge

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