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i was holding the rifle the way i was holding your hands , and they were still hot —   so hot that now we are calloused , - love beat me and then i beat you — our hands were burned together . . but you smiled ,                            and i was the one who cried                                          instead. one day, someone will kiss my scars . someone should kiss yours, too. the recoil will always sting , and i will always bruise. .
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Jun 12, 2018
Jun 12, 2018 at 2:39 PM UTC
the cage door is open but i refuse to leave
i was holding the rifle the way i was holding your hands , and they were still hot —   so hot that now we are calloused , - love beat me and then i beat you — our hands were burned together . . but you smiled ,                            and i was the one who cried                                          instead. one day, someone will kiss my scars . someone should kiss yours, too. the recoil will always sting , and i will always bruise. .
BIG ******* S/O TO MY EX!! he’s been so ******* kind to me and deserves so much in life. It ***** that I can’t give it to him but he’s one of the kindest people I know. I was snooping through my friends blog and I found her poetry, and got The title from a line I read in one of them. I love that friend too!
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Jun 12, 2018
Jun 12, 2018 at 2:39 PM UTC
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