Sharp words
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jnyvng
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It was a Sunday, and I remember every second of it. Your mouth was moving, sounds were leaving your lips.

Sharp words

It was a Sunday, and I remember every second of it.

Your mouth was moving, sounds were leaving your lips.

I took the sounds into my hands, translated them into sentences. I dissected them into words, I turned them over, then back around again.

I felt their texture on my fingertips, I reassembled the words into sentences, investigated them closely and read them out loud in my own mind.

I felt the sharp corners of each word cutting their way from my brain through to my heart.

Blood was dripping onto my hands as I sat there, drowning in the echo of your words in my body.

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