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by zariieee Jan 7, 2009 category : Sadness, depression / grieving, loss
There's this fire you can't see, it's burning the f---k out of me. Spreading like wild fire through every organ, shriveling everything into dust. My heart was first to go, withered away and nothing but ashes left. The tears I cry aren't enough to put the fire out, I must drown.