WE ATE CANNED PEACHES till the metal poked through our necks. Whose idea was this? I'm going home to have my esophagus stitched shut. by 𝑺𝒖𝒛𝒚 𝐁𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐤𝐲 - Hello Poetry

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Jun 10

WE ATE CANNED PEACHES till the metal poked through our necks. Whose idea was this? I'm going home to have my esophagus stitched shut.

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𝑺𝒖𝒛𝒚 𝐁𝐞𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐤𝐲

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