The relentless sound of the sky exploding, shattering into a thousand shards.
Flashes of light overhead, trench Romanticism at play.
Oxygen becomes smoke, sulfur watered eyes.
I love Bonfire Night.
Happy Pyromania Day, everyone.
Nov 5, 2010
Nov 5, 2010 at 1:19 PM UTC
The relentless sound of the sky exploding, shattering into a thousand shards.
Flashes of light overhead, trench Romanticism at play.
Oxygen becomes smoke, sulfur watered eyes.
I love Bonfire Night.
Happy Pyromania Day, everyone.
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