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Sep 2015
Let the fires burn over me.
The darkness of the inferno is magical.
We feel and burn as we drown.
The hell of life is over.

Water and fire, opposites yet the same
Cliche in their principal but simple in theory.
We still die either way.

Unturned and becoming undead.
As the fire strengthens the water,
Boiling, bubbling, becoming death incarnate.

And we burn, burn so much,
As the water is scalding, scalding our skin
Our minds,
Our hearts,
Our souls.

And the pain, it helps...
Shattered Blue Gem
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Shattered Blue Gem
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   Medhina Khanal
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