
Make what you will of this, open to interpretation.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Romance/Hurt/Comfort - Words: 92 - Reviews: 2 - Published: 09-18-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3059191
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Red splotches everywhere, flying into my hair.
My heart exploded and this room is grotesquely filled with broken air.
I cannot breathe it, to do so would be admitting defeat.
The creatures gather my entrails to eat.
It set off a chain reaction, not just my love.
My brain also imploded, it drips from above.
It's like a halo, religious, is it not?
To watch a man dying? His nerve fucking shot?
I'm crumbling before you, all the same you are not.
This world destroyed me and you, my friend, will rot.
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