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Screaming Into Silence

Why are you doing this?
I see a fire inside of you
And you keep a bottle of gasoline by your bed

Why are you doing this?
You see a fire inside of her
And you chop wood at midnight

Why are you doing this?
You would rather burn before a mirror
Burn before daylight dulls your brightness
Burn her before everyone finds out
Burn me if I get too close

I ran to the silver lake alone
Alone at the bottom, sobbing
It doesn’t have to be like this 


But it is

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kristazwart View All →

I'm a California girl who wears her heart on her sleeve and always has her head in the clouds. I currently live in the Netherlands and am attending university at a small honors liberal arts college in the south. I have an artist's soul, a corny sense of humor, and a ravenous mind that hunts down the meaning of life everywhere I go. I love traveling, learning, questioning, experiencing, and am an anthropology and political science major who loves to write and make up stories about the absurdity of the world we live in. Like reading my posts? Please follow!

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