underwintering

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  • To a dear friend
    I'm happy that you're my friend You fascinate and enthrall me When you talk to me my flesh is bruise And your words gentle hands squ...
  • It is anxious
     it is lies. it looks into its mirror humanity stripped away like an old band-aid quickly with the diagnosis ill-fitting body, awfully human...
  • perfect
    Sometimes I just wish I could cut it out. Put my hand between my ribs and yank the negativity. People are happier with happy shells wh...