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My body was a tenement for each limb was its own entity yet still connected.    ~awatr
Can I (We) Forgive You   Alone in fear I’d be for days and days Wondering if you’d ever come And the times you would, I’d be in terror Afraid of the things that would soon come  
I can feel everything on the inside,
They are kaleidoscope prisons like angry bars of misshapen notes and off-key chords in chorus LOUD
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