Something is burning i can see the smoke it's black like the void in me that used to be happiness but know sadness resides in that void
something is burning i can smell it it smells like a purifying body left to decay left fore nature to consume left to rot away
something is burning i can feel it does not feel hot but rather it feels cold.cold like the warmth joy once gave me when i saw my friend's.cold like death the death within you the type you feel when you smile when talking to someone but you realize it's a mask
something is burning it taste like bitter sorrow it fills my mouth as luagh not out of joy but out of the psychotic realization that i'm alone
something is burning know and i know what it is
Nov 14, 2017
Nov 14, 2017 at 8:41 PM UTC
Something is burning i can see the smoke it's black like the void in me that used to be happiness but know sadness resides in that void
something is burning i can smell it it smells like a purifying body left to decay left fore nature to consume left to rot away
something is burning i can feel it does not feel hot but rather it feels cold.cold like the warmth joy once gave me when i saw my friend's.cold like death the death within you the type you feel when you smile when talking to someone but you realize it's a mask
something is burning it taste like bitter sorrow it fills my mouth as luagh not out of joy but out of the psychotic realization that i'm alone
something is burning know and i know what it is
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