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| it happens every goddamn time. i just can’t seem to keep it inside and it just spills out all over everything. it coats everything. so much that i can’t even see my own hands when i hold them out in front of me. it’s that disgusting goo that spreads and spreads and spreads until you can’t even recognize yourself anymore. it’s happened to me many times. too many times for me to care to remember. it starts out innocently enough, but then it just explodes. like an h-bomb that fell into the wrong hands. my heart’s fallen into a lot of wrong hands. and it seems to me that i’ll never be able to find that set of right hands. those right hands that’ll let it spill out over everything. but instead of dreading it, i’ll enjoy it. and i’ll swim in it; i’ll swim in the spill until my fingers get all pruney. and i’ll smile, because i’ve been coated. but until that happens, i’ll just continue to fall into that goo, that goddamn goo that i just can’t seem to escape. |
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