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Jul 2019
Hold my ******* hand

It’s dark here
And the fire sizzles
And the heat hurts
So hold my ******* hand
As my head pounds
And the sobs escape
And the night takes another life
Hold my ******* hand
As I feel her grow farther apart from me
Constantly
I held your ******* hand
Through your parents fighting
And the nights spent crying
And your loved one almost dying
Even though I was tired
Even though I was hurting
That’s what we do
We hold each other’s ******* hands



And then you bit my ******* fingers.
Ungrateful; profane
Mims
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Mims  21/Androgynous/Time Machine
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