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[chokingonindie]

Some nights I thirst for real blood, for real knives, for real cries. And then the flash of steel from real guns in real life really fills my mind. Then I really miss what really did exist when I held your throat so tight. And I miss the bus as it swerved from us and almost came crashing to its side. Sometimes the blood from real cuts feels real

Comments

[drdeenis]

i wish i could cry fire..then again, if i did the world would be ABLAZE!

[indiewetrust]

I hate you.

[chokingonindie]

I'm working on it.