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Aug 2018
Take away everything. Take away.
Take. It. All.
Take it.
Piece by piece.
Rip it apart as if it's nothing.
As if it's
Something
That slipped through your fingers
Bit it
Fight the wind
Kiss the cold
Press fingers against the throat
Can you feel the pulse?
Blood rushing under your tips
Of foam in the bathtub
Hold the head under the surface
Watch bubbles
That can pop
As if they are nothing
Can you take nothing?
Written by
Hubert
175
   JL Smith
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