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I can feel her She's somewhere in a shower hotter than the mantle of the Earth trying desperately to burn ever one of my fingerprints from her body She's scrubbing so hard that he skin begins to peel off like every lie I had ever told to her She won't listen to her favorite music anymore because it was our favorite music and hearing it makes her think of me She loved me so deeply that once when she said it I could feel my lungs fill up with fluid as the words tried to claw their way out of my throat to say it back Instead I just stared at her Yeah You too
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Jan 24, 2018
Jan 24, 2018 at 5:10 PM UTC
Little boys play rough
I can feel her She's somewhere in a shower hotter than the mantle of the Earth trying desperately to burn ever one of my fingerprints from her body She's scrubbing so hard that he skin begins to peel off like every lie I had ever told to her She won't listen to her favorite music anymore because it was our favorite music and hearing it makes her think of me She loved me so deeply that once when she said it I could feel my lungs fill up with fluid as the words tried to claw their way out of my throat to say it back Instead I just stared at her Yeah You too
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Jan 24, 2018
Jan 24, 2018 at 5:10 PM UTC
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