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i have butterflies every single one unique in its own way beautiful delicate wings with intricate patterns and a variety of colors each individually carved from stone by the anxious claws that embed themselves into my skin i focus on those butterflies if only to distract me from my thoughts in my head from my tingling fingers turning numb from my pounding heart and from the air that is no longer in my lungs i focus on those butterflies on the way their rough wings scrape along the inside of my stomach their screams from being crushed by those sharpened claws and the heavy sickening feeling they leave behind
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Feb 3, 2021
Feb 3, 2021 at 12:11 PM UTC
butterflies
i have butterflies every single one unique in its own way beautiful delicate wings with intricate patterns and a variety of colors each individually carved from stone by the anxious claws that embed themselves into my skin i focus on those butterflies if only to distract me from my thoughts in my head from my tingling fingers turning numb from my pounding heart and from the air that is no longer in my lungs i focus on those butterflies on the way their rough wings scrape along the inside of my stomach their screams from being crushed by those sharpened claws and the heavy sickening feeling they leave behind
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Feb 3, 2021
Feb 3, 2021 at 12:11 PM UTC
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