lola

"You are right
I don’t know what I want,
but I do know
that I don’t want
lips chewed raw
until they bleed,
ghosts of scars
on my wrists,
a pit in my stomach
that won’t let me breathe.
I don’t know what I want,
but I want more than this.”

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