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My back hurts. Words impaling the skin, like knives. I look over my shoulder. Greeted by the friendliest of smiles. My dear friend. I smiled back. ~
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Apr 12, 2019
Apr 12, 2019 at 3:08 AM UTC
My Back Hurts
My back hurts. Words impaling the skin, like knives. I look over my shoulder. Greeted by the friendliest of smiles. My dear friend. I smiled back. ~
#BehindYourBack #Sad #FakeFriend
Sevki
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Sevki
22/M/Australia, Melbourne
Apr 12, 2019
Apr 12, 2019 at 3:08 AM UTC
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