3 Fade

February 18, 2015

how lovely it would be if my skin were to tear apart

and for the blood to flow as easily as the tears from my eyes

slowly becoming an unfeeling mess of flesh

red fades to brown fades to black

Well, that's obviously way too over the top. They're probably just writing stuff like that for attention.

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