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damage. (noun)

/'damj/

I. like a crow trapped in your belly and beating to be freed. such a living weight. such a wild screaming weight, black bodied and porous boned. it grapples inside you, it grapples to be outside you, to leave the shreds of your skin for brighter, stronger skies.

II. it is a hungry ghost that dogs your stretched-thin shadow. hungry ghost, understand? you are substance and blood; it is air and echoes, nothing more. when it tries to swallow you whole, fight back. you have peace, laughter, love in the armoury of your soul. 

III. life gets hard sometimes. i know darling. look at me. you are not broken beyond repair. you are always capable of mending. you will always mend.


-unknown.

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