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hurtful twinges filling up every corner of my expanding coroner’s disease; debilitating, destroying, until what’s left of me is nothing hurtful twinges crashing down every space of my suffocating mental affliction; desperate, decaying, until what’s left of you is nothing.
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Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 2:12 PM UTC
a specific kind of hurt
hurtful twinges filling up every corner of my expanding coroner’s disease; debilitating, destroying, until what’s left of me is nothing hurtful twinges crashing down every space of my suffocating mental affliction; desperate, decaying, until what’s left of you is nothing.
boyonthebluemoon
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Mar 7, 2018
Mar 7, 2018 at 2:12 PM UTC
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