i just wanna yap dude.
i just wanna yap dude.
But the fire is not real.
I return.
No recollection.
My skin still feeling like it endured infernos. And I still feel like those remains. And my throat is still raw.
But the fire is not real.
I return.
No recollection.
My skin still feeling like it endured infernos. And I still feel like those remains. And my throat is still raw.
There is no leaving.
And the fire burns still.
There is no leaving.
And the fire burns still.
In moments of Crisis; The imprints animate and dance again, taunting me with the incendiary memories they hold.
In moments of Crisis; The imprints animate and dance again, taunting me with the incendiary memories they hold.