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I’d rather feel the pavement 
 I’d rather skin my knees
 I’d rather feel the warm rust underneath this gross flesh 
I’d rather tounge my own wounds My own forgiveness would feel better
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Aug 14, 2016
Aug 14, 2016 at 6:12 AM UTC
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I’d rather feel the pavement 
 I’d rather skin my knees
 I’d rather feel the warm rust underneath this gross flesh 
I’d rather tounge my own wounds My own forgiveness would feel better
annie-dark
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Aug 14, 2016
Aug 14, 2016 at 6:12 AM UTC
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