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i feel like my arms
are tied to my sides and i
am trying to sprint

cutting off: the emotional cutting off: the physical cutting off: my skin (to the bone) so it doesn't yearn for your touch cutting off: my…

gray is the most important issue; a rainy day. that's when thunders clap. what are our hands; fools, of the audience? does lightning climb or does it…

give me your grief (and i will absorb it) give me your solitude (and i will hold its hand) give me your hurt (and i will swallow it) give me…