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Written whilst listening to Solange: Don't touch my hair
My wound is dark
My wound is deep
My wound is disasterousÂ
My wound comes everywhere
My wound won't heal
My wound is my nightmare
My wound bleedsÂ
My wound criesÂ
My wound is infectedÂ
My wound hurts
My wound seepsÂ
My wound wripped further
You can't see my woundÂ
I can feel my woundÂ
Nobody cares about my woundÂ
Monday 24th July 2017 1:24 pm
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