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there are days
in which the light sinks
and the darkness takes the shape
of your crooked fingers
and the one dimple set in stone
bleeding
all of your words,
thoughts
the way you bled your lip
before stuttering over the words
that the darkness consumed
before they left.
in which the light sinks
and the darkness takes the shape
of your crooked fingers
and the one dimple set in stone
bleeding
all of your words,
thoughts
the way you bled your lip
before stuttering over the words
that the darkness consumed
before they left.
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