Jan 2015
the cuts on my sides
and the bruises on my legs
are nothing compared to
your words
and my thoughts
deadly combination
and the bruises on my legs
are nothing compared to
your words
and my thoughts
deadly combination
Where did you hide the switch blade
you held to my throat earlier?
X
you held to my throat earlier?
X
(27/F/Not Boston, Almost Hell)
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