fire
Saturday, September 15, 2012
i like sadness. and intensity. and heaviness.
i am confused. i can't forget. red slid out of the covers.
threw green into the basket.
closed my eyes. tired. fell asleep.
red orb is up. walk. forget. i'm okay.
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