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My word stinkof blood and goreof sleepless nightsof invisible demonsof razors and knivesof slashed wrists My words - they stink.Akanksha Singh
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Maybe if I stretch my lips, I will remember how to smile.Akanksha Singh
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I wouldn't go back to ashes or dust Words gave me life and in them I will surrender From words to words..Akanksha Singh