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tiny wrists made up of clothespins sharp hips made up of awkward wingspans held my smile like a knife made up of coffee stained teeth walked me home like a dance with the broken sidewalk kissed my scared hands with a scarred mouth
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Jul 10, 2014
Jul 10, 2014 at 11:33 PM UTC
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tiny wrists made up of clothespins sharp hips made up of awkward wingspans held my smile like a knife made up of coffee stained teeth walked me home like a dance with the broken sidewalk kissed my scared hands with a scarred mouth
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Jul 10, 2014
Jul 10, 2014 at 11:33 PM UTC
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