Feb 15, 2019
hell is a place cut from the dimension's fabric with a pair of rusted scissors, fashioned from god's molten rage and cooled into something tangible by the tears of the angels
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hell is a place cut from the dimension's fabric with a pair of rusted scissors, fashioned from god's molten rage and cooled into something tangible by the tears of the angels
you are in a battle with your own soul. this is something you cannot win. it is a match stick against a wildfire
you cannot help but self destruct. it's in your nature to turn your life into a four alarm fire
will you still think im beautiful when i am surrounded by holy holy holy fire, golden flames licking at too many wings that are covered in too many eyes ?
you set a fire in me and took a step back when it grew out of your control. i am not your's and i never will be
it's a different kind of love. one where you toast with molotov cocktails instead of champagne glasses
you run from your past like there's a wildfire chasing the sight of the back of your head and i will always wonder what happened that made you run and never stop