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Reminding me of death, or a closed door Sounding like obsolete Obtuse That word breaks glass, up against my heart Hurt knees ***** stares Pretty hot and tempting Covered in heavy protection and vulnerable as **** It could never be obsidian, a word of power beauty and strength I choke on the word Obese
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Feb 8, 2018
Feb 8, 2018 at 10:02 PM UTC
Choke On the Word part 1
Reminding me of death, or a closed door Sounding like obsolete Obtuse That word breaks glass, up against my heart Hurt knees ***** stares Pretty hot and tempting Covered in heavy protection and vulnerable as **** It could never be obsidian, a word of power beauty and strength I choke on the word Obese
Lillie_Jamillah
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Feb 8, 2018
Feb 8, 2018 at 10:02 PM UTC
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