.
Its grey.
The electricity that you feel
before
the
storm.
Something happened here but
its not empty like
a
graveyard.
Something is still
happening here.
Theres still
a
battle
that hasnt been
won.














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I swear to God if I hear one more of your fucking lies, I'll wrap my lips around the barrel of a shotgun and splatter my brains onto the pavement.
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