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The tension has dissipated I lie here , drained. The heat that burned so lividly has been extinguished. Yet still the ashes remain. Another burn, another scar to carry. To survive Someone needs to soothe the wounds. But who? Probably me. Again.
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Sep 21, 2013
Sep 21, 2013 at 5:05 AM UTC
The day after the fight
The tension has dissipated I lie here , drained. The heat that burned so lividly has been extinguished. Yet still the ashes remain. Another burn, another scar to carry. To survive Someone needs to soothe the wounds. But who? Probably me. Again.
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Sep 21, 2013
Sep 21, 2013 at 5:05 AM UTC
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