Oct 2014
The faucet's voice was gargled by the water as I washed clean my hands
But the presence of this idiom will never signify an end.
I can only ever wash the guilt, it's temporary even then.
But the presence of this idiom will never signify an end.
I can only ever wash the guilt, it's temporary even then.
(21/Cisgender Male/North Carolina)
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