hohannkill
@hohannkill
Across the bruised ribs of ice crawl cracks blue as sorrow. They hum in throats too deep for daylight. Each fracture feels like prophecy breaking its seal, and I wonder how many endings lean patient under skin that pretends to hold forever.
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Olivia
@oliviaone
That line just made silence call in sick.
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hohannkill
@hohannkill
My favorite kind of pause
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