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Secrets are poison

This hide has weathered much, but still warms under tender touch. Don’t spit no more your poison my way. These lips may appear silent, but they ain’t afraid to say what needs saying, violent. Fixed, not forgotten. Listen and speak, … Continue reading

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All she wanted was to keep trying, but that air caught in lungs, tongue caught in mouth, words that sought revenge, stopped in throat and refused to be aroused.     Vocal chords contracted, spontaneous expression cut short, she felt … Continue reading

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