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dense as marble, your body is something to hold onto after years of chasing shadows, thin reedy men whose leavetakings were their legacies, fashioning (maybe by accident) crude sharp tools with which to stab my heart. look at it today, made thick by crisscrossing scar tissue. have you ever seen anything so beautiful that was broken but unbroken? here, feel the heft of it in your palm.
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Jan 19, 2017
Jan 19, 2017 at 8:11 AM UTC
scar tissue
dense as marble, your body is something to hold onto after years of chasing shadows, thin reedy men whose leavetakings were their legacies, fashioning (maybe by accident) crude sharp tools with which to stab my heart. look at it today, made thick by crisscrossing scar tissue. have you ever seen anything so beautiful that was broken but unbroken? here, feel the heft of it in your palm.
erin-suurkoivu
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Jan 19, 2017
Jan 19, 2017 at 8:11 AM UTC
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