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sometimes your heart stretches its seams and you have to pour it all out before it bursts. i can feel it now… but i take the sharpened end of my pencil tip and i pierce a hole in my heart so that i do not explode and then implode again like a supernova, then a black hole, crushing in on myself. but i take that pencil tip and i slip it through the hole until it is all crimson dripping, perfect! now i can write all of it write it all out so that i never overfill again. oh no. it does not erase.
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Dec 17, 2024
Dec 17, 2024 at 9:23 PM UTC
oh no
sometimes your heart stretches its seams and you have to pour it all out before it bursts. i can feel it now… but i take the sharpened end of my pencil tip and i pierce a hole in my heart so that i do not explode and then implode again like a supernova, then a black hole, crushing in on myself. but i take that pencil tip and i slip it through the hole until it is all crimson dripping, perfect! now i can write all of it write it all out so that i never overfill again. oh no. it does not erase.
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Dec 17, 2024
Dec 17, 2024 at 9:23 PM UTC
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