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A tornado chains my stomach to my heart. The bottom is tight, knotted, spinning. The top rages in frenzy, erratic and destructible. The aftermath is a demolished shell of a man.
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Nov 7, 2014
Nov 7, 2014 at 9:59 AM UTC
Thinking of you
A tornado chains my stomach to my heart. The bottom is tight, knotted, spinning. The top rages in frenzy, erratic and destructible. The aftermath is a demolished shell of a man.
#love#peace#life#loss#hurt#destruction#misery
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g-jones
Nov 7, 2014
Nov 7, 2014 at 9:59 AM UTC
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