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May 26, 2012 16:12

the sun roasts my
flesh as i set fire
to bridges - these
wooden bridges that
are in bad shape and
very unsafe - and i
watch them burn from
a distance as the sun
sets and gives way to
a more cool air and my
skin still glows red.
nature has a way of
taking care of things.

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ninjafeline May 29 2012, 13:42:29 UTC
It certainly has ♥

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anonymous June 13 2012, 05:15:44 UTC
someone somewhere doesn't care. and tonight i read nature was dead. everything still goes on regardless.

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symbolism June 14 2012, 21:07:18 UTC
nothing ever really dies.

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symbolism June 14 2012, 21:08:18 UTC
but one can make some odd choices...

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