I haven't cried in weeks.
I'm not sure if I remember how.
The desire swells at the back of my throat,
the muscles constrict and burn, but when the blade is just inches
from plunging through my neck, I stop
and pour another glass of wine
Aug 20, 2016
Aug 20, 2016 at 3:51 PM UTC
I haven't cried in weeks.
I'm not sure if I remember how.
The desire swells at the back of my throat,
the muscles constrict and burn, but when the blade is just inches
from plunging through my neck, I stop
and pour another glass of wine
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