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You grab ahold I push I claw. Words fly from my lips Like poisoned darts. They'll cut you open They'll rub you raw. You spit my venom Right back at me. You squeeze my hand Crush me with your grip. All of a sudden Something invisible Stabs me. A steely cold Settles in my chest Rather than blood Hot tears drip.
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Aug 10, 2020
Aug 10, 2020 at 11:26 PM UTC
gripped.
You grab ahold I push I claw. Words fly from my lips Like poisoned darts. They'll cut you open They'll rub you raw. You spit my venom Right back at me. You squeeze my hand Crush me with your grip. All of a sudden Something invisible Stabs me. A steely cold Settles in my chest Rather than blood Hot tears drip.
#fight#struggle
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callmemelancholy
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Aug 10, 2020
Aug 10, 2020 at 11:26 PM UTC
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