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Nov. 1st, 2015 09:00 pm
earthandblood: (de-pressed.)
sometimes he is roiling; a quiet, desperate rage beneath his skin.
bitterness churning like too much acid in an empty stomach.

in the black of our bedroom he envelopes me.
the weight of him is heavy, and i am drowning.

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