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the fishtank is whispering to me i tell it i want to go home the filter shudders a laugh i am throwing myself against concrete barriers to feel blood gasping for breath but i drown it in the shower punishing tender flesh with the faucet if this place is supposed to be beautiful no one told my heart and I feel the weight of my ugliness in the pit of my stomach an egg hatching, shredding insides, fully deserved.
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Oct 17, 2017
Oct 17, 2017 at 5:31 PM UTC
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the fishtank is whispering to me i tell it i want to go home the filter shudders a laugh i am throwing myself against concrete barriers to feel blood gasping for breath but i drown it in the shower punishing tender flesh with the faucet if this place is supposed to be beautiful no one told my heart and I feel the weight of my ugliness in the pit of my stomach an egg hatching, shredding insides, fully deserved.
mrs-kite
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Oct 17, 2017
Oct 17, 2017 at 5:31 PM UTC
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