Screaming internally; sitting in silence.
Make these feelings wash away without a word spoken.
Articulating perceptions while throwing water on burning oil.
Flames and rainbows blend until the fuel is exhuasted.
I am exhausted.
Oct 23, 2019
Oct 23, 2019 at 7:21 PM UTC
Screaming internally; sitting in silence.
Make these feelings wash away without a word spoken.
Articulating perceptions while throwing water on burning oil.
Flames and rainbows blend until the fuel is exhuasted.
I am exhausted.
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