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you scooped out my insides scraped down the sides carved out the edges you were thorough you gave me a face one i did not want you shaped my expression and i had no say i felt my face turn as a frown formed once you were done scooping and shaping you put torches in me you lit them on fire and you left them to burn i was messy parts and melting wax but i was fine. i could be fixed there were more seasons left for me to have different faces and to feel less empty but you also scooped out my power my autonomy and at the beginning of each new season i still feel the messy parts and melting wax welling up inside **** you.
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Jul 21, 2018
Jul 21, 2018 at 1:34 AM UTC
jack o'lantern
you scooped out my insides scraped down the sides carved out the edges you were thorough you gave me a face one i did not want you shaped my expression and i had no say i felt my face turn as a frown formed once you were done scooping and shaping you put torches in me you lit them on fire and you left them to burn i was messy parts and melting wax but i was fine. i could be fixed there were more seasons left for me to have different faces and to feel less empty but you also scooped out my power my autonomy and at the beginning of each new season i still feel the messy parts and melting wax welling up inside **** you.
TW: digital ****
#angry
magswagmorris
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magswagmorris
21/F/Washington, DC
Jul 21, 2018
Jul 21, 2018 at 1:34 AM UTC
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