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the taste of my youth rots in between my teeth, all so bittersweet. i bite my tongue and hold my breath to avoid confrontation and i make myself smaller for the benefit of others. a reflection of myself is the note i wrote last year, that’s what i said. and when i look in the mirror i see her i see her and she smiles. always sick go her stomach because thats where it likes to sit, her chest was al... » Continue Reading