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Screaming internally; sitting in silence. Make these feelings wash away without a word spoken. Articulating perceptions while throwing water on burning oil. Flames and rainbows blend until the fuel is exhuasted. I am exhausted.
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Oct 23, 2019
Oct 23, 2019 at 7:21 PM UTC
Slow Healing
Screaming internally; sitting in silence. Make these feelings wash away without a word spoken. Articulating perceptions while throwing water on burning oil. Flames and rainbows blend until the fuel is exhuasted. I am exhausted.
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32/Non-binary/American
Oct 23, 2019
Oct 23, 2019 at 7:21 PM UTC
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