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‪why am i always attracted to flames? to ember? to things that are already burnt; charred to the ground? why is it every time there’s a faint smell of smoke li‬ngering in a room i try to find its source? why is it that my lungs, that are already damaged from being suffocated, begs to be filled with smoke again? scars, pulsing to the sound of embers crackle and pop. i shouldn’t be playing with fire. i should’ve learned my lesson. i should’ve stopped when i can already feel my hands burning. but why am i still trailing?
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Jun 21, 2020
Jun 21, 2020 at 11:20 AM UTC
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‪why am i always attracted to flames? to ember? to things that are already burnt; charred to the ground? why is it every time there’s a faint smell of smoke li‬ngering in a room i try to find its source? why is it that my lungs, that are already damaged from being suffocated, begs to be filled with smoke again? scars, pulsing to the sound of embers crackle and pop. i shouldn’t be playing with fire. i should’ve learned my lesson. i should’ve stopped when i can already feel my hands burning. but why am i still trailing?
my heart is heavy. trauma’s back.
japheth
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Jun 21, 2020
Jun 21, 2020 at 11:20 AM UTC
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