The pain rushes from the depth of my *****
and into my bones;
the flutters that were once sweet in my guts,
are now belligerent ruptured tears
that unseeingly bleed.
Feb 22, 2015
Feb 22, 2015 at 7:59 AM UTC
The pain rushes from the depth of my *****
and into my bones;
the flutters that were once sweet in my guts,
are now belligerent ruptured tears
that unseeingly bleed.
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