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felicity Nov 2015
i'm a hurricane who makes my homes in glass houses; i never wanted to cause harm, but everything is so fragile and it now seems that destruction is my destiny. my mind is a raging tornado; my mouth a volcano that erupts without warning, the words spilling and killing and burning and destroying. i am an ocean of emotion; so savor the calm before the storm because i will soon transform into a tidal wave of devastation. at times, i don't even feel quite human . i'm more of a storm with skin that is barely even holding me together anymore; the winds inside of me are threatening to tear me apart. i'm a natural disaster; unpredictable and self destructive. i'm a ******* walking wildfire, destroying everything and everyone in my path, when all i ever wanted was to shed some light.

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