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Feb 04, 2012 18:58

you took my only joy, the love of my marrow's marrow.
hands scrubbed clean of the mess left within my rib cage.

Pinpoint the moment you struggled, the floor unhinging beneath your gallows.

Or were you left without the hardship?
the unbearable weight of love on love on love on lungs.

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bleedthiscolour February 5 2012, 18:44:13 UTC
hi

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swallow_mysleep February 7 2012, 01:07:55 UTC
i'm happy you remembered. can i have your phone number? and would you like to pick brains over coffee or beer sometime soon?

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bleedthiscolour February 12 2012, 23:11:33 UTC
Sure and it is 774 230 2842

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