Sunday, April 14, 2013

they're still here

everything is so fragile. acid. acid. it burns through anything.
i BURNT me.
all of it.
fire.
fire fire, dancing flames, fire fire scorched and hurting.
fire fire hands on fire.
fire fire fire fire

teehee. the dark little things made everything darker. now they're dancing in my head.
it hurting.

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