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endless flesh searches jumping between beds pretending the floor is lava you're rummaging through piles of bones, fingers slipped under the mattress and behind the headboard hoping to find something you can't see at the bottom of a shot glass or the stub of a *** end
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Dec 16, 2016
Dec 16, 2016 at 6:12 PM UTC
bones
endless flesh searches jumping between beds pretending the floor is lava you're rummaging through piles of bones, fingers slipped under the mattress and behind the headboard hoping to find something you can't see at the bottom of a shot glass or the stub of a *** end
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Dec 16, 2016
Dec 16, 2016 at 6:12 PM UTC
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