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you form bricks in your mind then callously spit them past your lips heavy, pasty boulders that always seem to land on my shoulders these bricks are layering i can feel my shoulders deteriorating my home will soon be one of bricks not the cozy cabin i once had
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Dec 31, 2017
Dec 31, 2017 at 12:12 PM UTC
spitting bricks
you form bricks in your mind then callously spit them past your lips heavy, pasty boulders that always seem to land on my shoulders these bricks are layering i can feel my shoulders deteriorating my home will soon be one of bricks not the cozy cabin i once had
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frayneek
19/Cisgender Female/New York
Dec 31, 2017
Dec 31, 2017 at 12:12 PM UTC
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