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Dec 2016
my bones urge me to
reach out, reach towards you
bear an honest to god broken smile
tell you how violence lives in the back of my mind in a whisper
tell you my will is as thin as paper
dissolve slowly in your arms
but you're so far away
and i have to find a way
to do this on my own
force myself to be okay
gotta stop getting you caught up in my
messy hot glue strings
I'm on the edge of a very big breakdown and i need you now i need you now i gotta stop that can't see you now
wren cole
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wren cole  23/FTM/NC
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