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it seeps in through the cracks above her veins hate is not a strong enough word for the demon that lives inside her chest the days when it dissipates her eyes will not turn blind but will remain wide, waiting for the demon that lives in her chest is lingering and the moment she find comfort solace the demon will expand, engulfing pars of her she believed she loved a stranger in her own body but so familiar with the parts of herself she despises
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May 3, 2016
May 3, 2016 at 10:21 PM UTC
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it seeps in through the cracks above her veins hate is not a strong enough word for the demon that lives inside her chest the days when it dissipates her eyes will not turn blind but will remain wide, waiting for the demon that lives in her chest is lingering and the moment she find comfort solace the demon will expand, engulfing pars of her she believed she loved a stranger in her own body but so familiar with the parts of herself she despises
jessi-fusilier
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May 3, 2016
May 3, 2016 at 10:21 PM UTC
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