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[fragment: bones]

by @frecckled

You’re beautiful but you’re dying, he told her. I know, she said quite simply. And she knew. ~ She saw him in her mind's eye saying, "You are too sick for words," and then he would push a button and she would disappear into thin air. "You’re transparent." And she cried, "Yes, I know! But I don’t know how to fill up all these extra spaces.  I don’t want to be seen! I don’t want you to see inside me but I don’t know how to cover up these bones!"
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Sep 23, 2013
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I think I might cut this down to just a fragment?

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