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Wednesday, May 12, 2010


Faerie lights swallow my legs, burning the skin off in chunks and pieces.
I feel the heat singe into my skin, past my bones, and to somewhere deeper inside.
The lights crawl up my legs, tangled and
and burning,
because the glass explodes into small shards, leaving any last bit of my body devoured.
Leaving me shredded up; ashes.

This is what your words do,
but you

Only, that's exactly what you're doing. 

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