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I took seven breaths and I counted them
And pretended to listen to you
As I felt all your word crumble under my toes
Like paper light bulbs
Going off in your headI don’t think I ever wanted to hate something more
I watched you trip over all the strings I cut from my arms
And the back of my…
oh my, chelsea how are you even alive. this is beautiful.
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even alive. this is beautiful.
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