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have you ever felt so angry that it was almost like magma was hiding at the back of your throat? pulsing and glowing and taking its time before it erupts and dribbles down your chin, flowing to your shoes and destroying everything you've ever held close. because lately, i've been postponing my eruption with these desperate words; paper against fire ink against magma feeble stoppers to a bottle brimming to the mouth with froth, pressure building up and up and up— crack goes the glass paper against fire ink against magma sometimes they hold up sometimes they just aren't enough.
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Jun 22, 2018
Jun 22, 2018 at 3:32 AM UTC
crack goes the glass
have you ever felt so angry that it was almost like magma was hiding at the back of your throat? pulsing and glowing and taking its time before it erupts and dribbles down your chin, flowing to your shoes and destroying everything you've ever held close. because lately, i've been postponing my eruption with these desperate words; paper against fire ink against magma feeble stoppers to a bottle brimming to the mouth with froth, pressure building up and up and up— crack goes the glass paper against fire ink against magma sometimes they hold up sometimes they just aren't enough.
it's been sooo long since i've posted!!
dismal-lips
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Jun 22, 2018
Jun 22, 2018 at 3:32 AM UTC
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