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your hands cut like knives. sandpaper against satin. your voice spews molten **** riddled with impurities.
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Apr 18, 2025
Apr 18, 2025 at 6:15 PM UTC
impurities
your hands cut like knives. sandpaper against satin. your voice spews molten **** riddled with impurities.
**** is the waste material from smelting and refining metals)
#pain#hurt
sianxzi
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sianxzi
17/F/California
Apr 18, 2025
Apr 18, 2025 at 6:15 PM UTC
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