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Your words of hate daggered into me like leeches
Lineage of memories all executed
Potions of failed attempts sit upon dusty shelves
Framed pictures of the little girl who is trapped within you
Painted lines cover your vessel
Alterations too poisonous to erase
Injured thoughts consume your veins
Now the snakes have wrapped around our gaze
-s

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