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I left the water boiling sanity into the pores of my skin as my face hovered over the *** My eyes close to the beat of Brick in the Wall by Pink Floyd. The countdown. 5 4 3 2 I stopped the timer before 1, Let the water scorch the tea leaves until their screams fuse to a whisper at the bottom of the mug. I needed my sanity back, So I lifted the mug and let the flavor of peppermint wash between the chapped cracks of my lips, Steaming the melody of sanity onto my tongue, my tea was cold.
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Oct 13, 2014
Oct 13, 2014 at 12:17 AM UTC
Tea Tolerance
I left the water boiling sanity into the pores of my skin as my face hovered over the *** My eyes close to the beat of Brick in the Wall by Pink Floyd. The countdown. 5 4 3 2 I stopped the timer before 1, Let the water scorch the tea leaves until their screams fuse to a whisper at the bottom of the mug. I needed my sanity back, So I lifted the mug and let the flavor of peppermint wash between the chapped cracks of my lips, Steaming the melody of sanity onto my tongue, my tea was cold.
maddie-renee
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Oct 13, 2014
Oct 13, 2014 at 12:17 AM UTC
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