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screen words spill over fingers into palm slipping and sliding over the hair on my arm up my neck. i feel their power in the hole in my gut they warm me your words reach me in places untouched inside stomach turns and heat builds coursing vein and blood beating mind sticks and curved black lines on white they taunt me i read and feel your voice creeping whispering through wide eyes
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Jan 31, 2018
Jan 31, 2018 at 6:40 PM UTC
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screen words spill over fingers into palm slipping and sliding over the hair on my arm up my neck. i feel their power in the hole in my gut they warm me your words reach me in places untouched inside stomach turns and heat builds coursing vein and blood beating mind sticks and curved black lines on white they taunt me i read and feel your voice creeping whispering through wide eyes
katiesoup
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Jan 31, 2018
Jan 31, 2018 at 6:40 PM UTC
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