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The whole time, I was running as fast as I could, consumed by the flames that only knew that they should whisper ————————————————— to just run ————————————————— just run away, ————————————————— that they should lick me to get a taste and desire me forever, ————————————————— that they should laugh to keep me fleeing, ————————————————— so away and away, ————————————————— to keep me fearing for my life and even other lives, ————————————————— so many lives ————————————————— enough that in a terrored moment, I couldn't remember if they were my own, ————————————————— and at the end of the edges that I just kept running through, ————————————————— even though there was nothing left for me to see or feel, nothing left to convince me that safety was only steps away if I could please, please just keep taking them, ————————————————— I was stricken, impaled on the thought, the horrified suspicion, some feeling bent on attacking me too, the final flagship of my guilt, ————————————————— a death speech, ————————————————— that maybe I was leading those flames instead. ————————————————— Where should we have gone?
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Dec 10, 2019
Dec 10, 2019 at 9:15 PM UTC
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The whole time, I was running as fast as I could, consumed by the flames that only knew that they should whisper ————————————————— to just run ————————————————— just run away, ————————————————— that they should lick me to get a taste and desire me forever, ————————————————— that they should laugh to keep me fleeing, ————————————————— so away and away, ————————————————— to keep me fearing for my life and even other lives, ————————————————— so many lives ————————————————— enough that in a terrored moment, I couldn't remember if they were my own, ————————————————— and at the end of the edges that I just kept running through, ————————————————— even though there was nothing left for me to see or feel, nothing left to convince me that safety was only steps away if I could please, please just keep taking them, ————————————————— I was stricken, impaled on the thought, the horrified suspicion, some feeling bent on attacking me too, the final flagship of my guilt, ————————————————— a death speech, ————————————————— that maybe I was leading those flames instead. ————————————————— Where should we have gone?
#fear#running#abandonment#leading#following#guilt#paranoia#hindsight
Hozue
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Hozue
22/Bigender/Southeastern US
Dec 10, 2019
Dec 10, 2019 at 9:15 PM UTC
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