lips sealed
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i bleed without slitting my wrists
and turn the blood into loops of my handwriting
i pour without opening my mouth
i cry without tears flowing from my eyes
so, i will seal my lips and close eyes
letting the words escape from the cage of my heart
through writing
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misery
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