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May 2016
Tendons slip and rip to the design of the glass
Your hand bleeds onto ivory countertop
Your head begins into the tunnel
Catching a grip on the mirror
The moment it goes numb
The moment my heart goes numb
Perplexed with why?
Fades to black
Courtlyn Quay
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Courtlyn Quay  United States
(United States)   
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   Brent Fisher
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