The wildfire has ceased itself to co-exist for now – these eyes have even witnessed enough of everything sordid and real. Enough imagined tragedies, PERHAPS, to cause a multiplication of minds
To fall and fall and f-a-i-l at crawling like clockwork-cRazY Til brOUGHT brightly back to… STRIFE AGAIN, actually: they have EVEN tasted the bitterest taste in the whole-damn wide-eyed world of hers
Even taken their screaming body of being AND broken bone to that forgettable place- of aforementioned DIStaste and other disgustingly disfigured things
It’s been a LIVID, SEETHING hecticity which CANNOT but intrigue THESE other untainted, untrained-by-pain people and to the point of
Utter eyes-wide-opened amazement again. She has set herself UP actually; possibly for a most wonderfully descriptive and beautifully misplaced existence(…)
T
E
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S
E (is her go-to area) and oft-times fair truculent but.. and this IS the part of the prioritised point IN IT ALL(!!!!) which will HAVE to be DULY-NOTED for its whole snide-eyed worth(!)
Yet, she had someHOW(!?) still managed to create
on
the
crest
of
a
barbarically
wInDsWepT WaVe(!)
Having HAD to brace herself BRAVELY for this SINGular-sense of, well… braveness times-a-ten-millionth case
Of dire dissociation- away from this Wonderfully f*****-up world
Of… honestly? Everyone else appears to be a little-BIG-bit upside-down NOW
To be perfectly-imperfect and as-honest-as-can-be about that state of outlandishly ambivalent affair
Let them be the heir to a millionth throne.. who really cares anymore where-in-EARTH the penny ACTUALLY lands itself and
Their imagination$ finally gets to DanCE/ because, for them.. the chance might be a fine thing
