Last Night

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Last night was the longest night of the week

I snuck to my bedroom while my family slept

I tied a ribbon around my neck like I was trying to make my body beautiful

Something which I did not believe

Last night I pulled the ribbon tight until I could hear the faint sounds of heaven not that I believed that God would save me

Last night I painted my skin red to match the colour of my face from the lack of oxygen or maybe the lack of love

Last night I was higher than the clouds, flying on a wind of self loathing and tears

.... (I'll finish this eventually)

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