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There are a lot of ways I can play this,
a lot of patterns to paint these walls with,
a lot of paper to cover the cracks. 134 more words


To this day 

To this day, I still flinch at a man’s touch — be it a casual embrace or a mere pat on the back — because I fear the reminder of the repulsive sensation your forceful hold left behind. 177 more words