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Category: Writing and Poetry
we were holding hands running through a minefield. i misstep on accident. how could i be so stupid? she's yelling at me so intensely, telling me I'm stupid for not being more careful. my leg is wobbly now but the knowledge that hers are steady quells any hurt i might feel. i keep going, never faltering through the mines that go off. it's all one big accident. im just super klutzy and stupid. somet... » Continue Reading