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my blood boiled so easily, i snapped like a twig that had been dried out and left for termites. it’s getting worse. my fuse is shortened and the bile taste rises with a spark of anger. my face burns like a red hot iron freshly submerged into the flame. the heat travels down my back every now and then like a scorching fire.  i don’t know how i snap so easily, when everything gets so warm and i just need to be dunked into the coldest water imaginable... but i didn’t expect that water to come from my eyes. the trails blazed by tears left trails of scorching down my cheeks. if only she could’ve stayed, would i have broken down as i had. would it have been a slow cooling process. the answers unknown but secretly i udder the word yes in the back of my mind. because she is always the answer to cooling me down or drying my tears. she is the only one i need.     ~m.a.g.
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Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 5:03 PM UTC
Boiling over
my blood boiled so easily, i snapped like a twig that had been dried out and left for termites. it’s getting worse. my fuse is shortened and the bile taste rises with a spark of anger. my face burns like a red hot iron freshly submerged into the flame. the heat travels down my back every now and then like a scorching fire.  i don’t know how i snap so easily, when everything gets so warm and i just need to be dunked into the coldest water imaginable... but i didn’t expect that water to come from my eyes. the trails blazed by tears left trails of scorching down my cheeks. if only she could’ve stayed, would i have broken down as i had. would it have been a slow cooling process. the answers unknown but secretly i udder the word yes in the back of my mind. because she is always the answer to cooling me down or drying my tears. she is the only one i need.     ~m.a.g.
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Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 5:03 PM UTC
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