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lately the little hailstorm in my fingernails has been crawling up goosebump skin and faltering pulse until the rain is trickling down my spine between bones and nerve endings, my eyelashes only know how to blink away the shadows when there is a heartbeat in my ears and ink stains on my skin i don't know how to bleed out the rain with pretty words anymore

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sarah-33

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Written by

sarah-33

Canadian

Published

Mar 1, 2015

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Notes: the worst things in life come free to us

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