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Aug 2015
Eyes of fire
Skin of glass
Scorching, burning
Rasping breath
Cutting, ripping
down cracked throats
Gasping, rasping
Reaching, grasping
Clawing at their throats

Petrified
The last moments you'll ever feel.
Apathy
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Apathy  28/F/Somewhere New
(28/F/Somewhere New)   
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     Daysong and Sarah Mullaney
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