zombieshark

liquid heat pour from the sky above,
melt this ice from stagnant lungs.
with falling drops of palest green,
breathe life upon the skeletal trees.

tonight we scream.
tonight we burn.
tonight we die.
tomorrow we'll do it again.

the slightest miscalculation and *boom*
the whole works goes up in flames.
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I decree the lovely sg ladies deserve one of these.
so there you go.


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