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My heart still hangs in my mouth

its whimper sounds like a whisper, it slips as it slithers away the loud fear it left on my mind still spins my spine i run, forgetting my heart is still hanging in my mouth~ it pounds like a tornado blowing through my veins the ricochets of its anger shudder even my tiniest nerves our nights and days will never cross paths again.

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