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Surgical Reasoning

I have to feel my teeth in my mouth to remember that they are there when I open up to you it is not to inculpate- it resembles an invitation sealed in a box accompanied by specialized forceps. I lay a broken mirror on a table no words to occupy the empty chairs and somehow the silence is a crime I'm forced to endure.
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souletry
18 / F
For You?
Written by
souletry
18 / F
Published
Jan 30
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8·64
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consistency

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#silence#crime#mirror#life#sad
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