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you, who would not know empty eyes from drowning heart, bore witness to my aching clavicle, my bruised chin, my empty skull. my hollow-boned body still shudders subtly remembering your butterfly kisses, butterfly knife wishes. i thought girls were supposed to be gentle.
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Nov 27, 2016
Nov 27, 2016 at 8:37 PM UTC
i can see your skeleton
you, who would not know empty eyes from drowning heart, bore witness to my aching clavicle, my bruised chin, my empty skull. my hollow-boned body still shudders subtly remembering your butterfly kisses, butterfly knife wishes. i thought girls were supposed to be gentle.
#lgbt#wlw
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Nov 27, 2016
Nov 27, 2016 at 8:37 PM UTC
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