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every now and then

I would visit a girl who would draw on her skin with a pen

soon enough

under her sweater her arms were rough.

I'd always ask why she always wore a sweater

'oh just because of the weather'

one day I saw her scars

when we were studying the stars

and I lifted up my sleeve

'see, I want to leave too'

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aww I love this one so much tbh

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