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Sep 17, 2017 00:51

but it wasn't a piece of coal but

a whole motherfucking flame

it's not just the coal but the flame itself. i know the match didn't slip; no one fell asleep while smoking in bed. no kid with fireworks, the wrong spark on a hollow tree. He touched my mouth and told the story so i'd know.

but i didn't know it'd be so hard to breathe. i thought all the words would flow, but the walls caved in around the fire instead.

written, claustrophobia

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