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I wept so violently My right eye oozed                                       down and migrated to my cheek. I frowned so much my face shat-ter-ed in pieces. A remembrance of the light, the girl that was before, in yellows and whites. Parts of me are smoke, my fire smothered out, the ashes of a girl, all greys and blacks. I sat utterly distorted, poetry on my lap.
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Feb 16, 2021
Feb 16, 2021 at 9:05 AM UTC
Tete d'une femme lisant
I wept so violently My right eye oozed                                       down and migrated to my cheek. I frowned so much my face shat-ter-ed in pieces. A remembrance of the light, the girl that was before, in yellows and whites. Parts of me are smoke, my fire smothered out, the ashes of a girl, all greys and blacks. I sat utterly distorted, poetry on my lap.
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Feb 16, 2021
Feb 16, 2021 at 9:05 AM UTC
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