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stuttering and stumbling as I go, I’m wild and hyper, reaching for what… I do not know. I, a bursting hazardous flame, sparking and spitting, out of control, until water is poured over me and I’m nothing more but a smouldering flame, hugging my knees to my burnt out chest, starving to be thinner, carving into and carving out my aching bones, until I could almost be snuffed out. But the raging flames keep returning, a ravenous hunger, a never-ending vicious cycle of explosive fireworks and deafening silence.
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Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 6:34 AM UTC
stifling flame
stuttering and stumbling as I go, I’m wild and hyper, reaching for what… I do not know. I, a bursting hazardous flame, sparking and spitting, out of control, until water is poured over me and I’m nothing more but a smouldering flame, hugging my knees to my burnt out chest, starving to be thinner, carving into and carving out my aching bones, until I could almost be snuffed out. But the raging flames keep returning, a ravenous hunger, a never-ending vicious cycle of explosive fireworks and deafening silence.
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Apr 30, 2018
Apr 30, 2018 at 6:34 AM UTC
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