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I have grown a fear of living
I have grown a fear of cold winds
And open doors

Of bleeding gums and cherry lip balm

Of blonde-haired black-eyed girls
With vacant stares and empty smiles
With a resonance in their words like rising oceans in an empty womb
With poems on their wrists
Who ponder the world as they deconstruct it
To die before they right their wrongs
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