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you always knew that i was scared of small spaces. you act like you don’t remember but you do i know you remember. you spit out the word “ claustrophobic ” like it’s the bitter end of cranberry juice leaving it stained on the bathroom tile. now all i can see in this dark house is everything you said i shouldn’t be afraid of. — like small spaces, like you — can i forgive you ? no should i forgive you ? maybe am i still afraid of you ? always
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Dec 18, 2019
Dec 18, 2019 at 9:11 PM UTC
claustrophobic
you always knew that i was scared of small spaces. you act like you don’t remember but you do i know you remember. you spit out the word “ claustrophobic ” like it’s the bitter end of cranberry juice leaving it stained on the bathroom tile. now all i can see in this dark house is everything you said i shouldn’t be afraid of. — like small spaces, like you — can i forgive you ? no should i forgive you ? maybe am i still afraid of you ? always
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Dec 18, 2019
Dec 18, 2019 at 9:11 PM UTC
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