storms

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my eyes bleed
as my skin peels off in this harshly lit bathroom
i stand in the mirror
hug myself because no one else will
my grey eyes are filled with storms
threatening to pull me under the sea
i'm crying away my life
i hope my tears sail me away to a new one
the only thing i wish to not change
is you

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