acidic
belly fire Go ahead if you want to.
Choose.
Change your mind.
But don't you dare look at me like that.
I'm eating the look on your face...chewing it up and swallowing.
And always digesting the words you will only write write write between lines on blank pages in quiet moments when you wish you could just scream at me.
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