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****** ***** you're a ****** ***** i still hear your words in my head. i sleep with my hands wrapped around my wrists; memories throbbing. even though he kisses my pain away your ghosted horror still agonizes the deeper conscious of mottled brain.
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Apr 13, 2013
Apr 13, 2013 at 10:34 AM UTC
Post Traumatic Stress
****** ***** you're a ****** ***** i still hear your words in my head. i sleep with my hands wrapped around my wrists; memories throbbing. even though he kisses my pain away your ghosted horror still agonizes the deeper conscious of mottled brain.
cadence-musick
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Apr 13, 2013
Apr 13, 2013 at 10:34 AM UTC
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