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Dust

by @jonas423

She may have ground my bones to dust But I took back the dust and built new bones. Every cell in my body From the tip of my tongue to my eyelashes to the bones in my hips Every cell in my body burns when I think of her
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Jan 5, 2020
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written in October of 2019

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#bones#cells#assault#dust
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