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i sit crooked in a lonely corner trying to shock weary sockets to cry weakened pulses beat in faithful order electric tears ravage with dignity, undenied
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Jun 1, 2021
Jun 1, 2021 at 11:36 PM UTC
pain is love
i sit crooked in a lonely corner trying to shock weary sockets to cry weakened pulses beat in faithful order electric tears ravage with dignity, undenied
imagine if pain didn't tell you if something was wrong. aren't all the systems of your body functioning an act of love? one not working is such a calamity. and usually, the others still will. Isn't that worthy of appreciation?
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Jun 1, 2021
Jun 1, 2021 at 11:36 PM UTC
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