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Jul 2018
still
i sat and watched him
try
to lift the heavy pieces of me
then try to break them up into smaller portions
but he couldn't
so i offered him my strength
as he does, he rejected it and swapped me with

"it's fine, i can handle it"

rubbing the tolerance onto his hands

"it's fine, i can handle you"
his pain? he thought he knew masculinity
bymslu
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bymslu  23/F/south africa
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