THIS IS A READ-ONLY ARCHIVE FROM THE SORABJI.COM MESSAGE BOARDS (1995-2016). |
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the room is dark and swimming silent but for my own stifled sobs and the e rr a tic beat of my heart as it crumbles under your fist and i'm choking on the ashes tasting the salt as it runs down my chin in my mind i watch myself careening through a blood-red forest thrashing and screaming until my throat is raw but in the end i am right back here and this time my screams are real look at what you do to me and yes i am selfish too |