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It'll be another one of those conversations where neither of you really say anything in all the words that spill from your lips. Half of you wants to cut them off Press the knife of your lips to their sentence and tell warm stories until you cease being a storyteller without even a word But half of you wants to just scream to them that all you're screaming is poisonous nonsense to validate them To validate yourself To insist feebly and unconvincingly That the time you burned together wasn't a waste of the only thing more precious than time: Them.
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May 16, 2017
May 16, 2017 at 1:01 AM UTC
One of Those Conversations
It'll be another one of those conversations where neither of you really say anything in all the words that spill from your lips. Half of you wants to cut them off Press the knife of your lips to their sentence and tell warm stories until you cease being a storyteller without even a word But half of you wants to just scream to them that all you're screaming is poisonous nonsense to validate them To validate yourself To insist feebly and unconvincingly That the time you burned together wasn't a waste of the only thing more precious than time: Them.
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May 16, 2017
May 16, 2017 at 1:01 AM UTC
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