fredag 23 september 2011


Everything is crashing,
crashing down, tearing up the ground.
Everything's still burning,
and this fire will never die.
It will always burn me,
it will always hurt me,
it will always leave marks.
Everything is crashing down,
smoldering,
burning,
screaming,
and I stand, stuck in the middle of this chaos.

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