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Emotions boom like unhinged stereo equipment pushing gusts of wind waves through the room, disturbing epic stillness, inciting wicked rage that ricochets; fingers scrape my face, figures lose their shape as vision fades, pain transforms to passion; two broken hearts took each other captive.
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Apr 2, 2020
Apr 2, 2020 at 10:15 AM UTC
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Emotions boom like unhinged stereo equipment pushing gusts of wind waves through the room, disturbing epic stillness, inciting wicked rage that ricochets; fingers scrape my face, figures lose their shape as vision fades, pain transforms to passion; two broken hearts took each other captive.
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26/M/Chicago
Apr 2, 2020
Apr 2, 2020 at 10:15 AM UTC
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