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Since when was this handheld device the extent of our physical love? From across the room I stare at it half expecting it to blow The illumination of the screen now mirrors the enlightenment I once felt in your arms Though of course much diminished. I am beginning to fear it knowing the potential of our words to form exit wounds How can I predict the disaster I may inflict when i no longer know the surroundings of this battlefield? I throw this bomb against my floor, knowing the eruption of this force will be lesser than what is now incinerating through my head from your words.
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Aug 20, 2020
Aug 20, 2020 at 1:54 AM UTC
Longingly distant
Since when was this handheld device the extent of our physical love? From across the room I stare at it half expecting it to blow The illumination of the screen now mirrors the enlightenment I once felt in your arms Though of course much diminished. I am beginning to fear it knowing the potential of our words to form exit wounds How can I predict the disaster I may inflict when i no longer know the surroundings of this battlefield? I throw this bomb against my floor, knowing the eruption of this force will be lesser than what is now incinerating through my head from your words.
talialialia
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Aug 20, 2020
Aug 20, 2020 at 1:54 AM UTC
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