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stomachs churn, insides twist, anxiety bites chunks from the swollen brain. silver glints in the corner of the eye, quivering hand snatches metal weapon, slicesliceslice. feels warmth ooze from wounds, thigh catches fire, singes part of any remaining self-control when roses fall from perfect blood lines.
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Jun 14, 2014
Jun 14, 2014 at 10:25 PM UTC
4:16 am
stomachs churn, insides twist, anxiety bites chunks from the swollen brain. silver glints in the corner of the eye, quivering hand snatches metal weapon, slicesliceslice. feels warmth ooze from wounds, thigh catches fire, singes part of any remaining self-control when roses fall from perfect blood lines.
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Jun 14, 2014
Jun 14, 2014 at 10:25 PM UTC
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