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I buried myself alive on the inside
Slid down my throat, descended rib rungs
And carved a headstone on my endocardium
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Rebirth means shredding heart lines
Bracing ribs for impact, unclenching teeth
And meeting all the me forgotten underneath
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Amber Allehoff
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