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mass on key

Member since 2001 · Posted 27 Mar 2005 · 0 comments

she scraped at my skin and scooped paperclips into a soupbowl, down my throat through gaps in my busted teeth. somehow, somewhere this could be seen as relief for all my waiting, all my patient waiting and faking laughter as i was tickled with knifetips.

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