2003-07-08 - 4:15 a.m. - -
you burnt an arrow in your arm, and you know where its pointing, but you still don't know how deep the wound goes, how thick the scar.driving home in the storm i grew fairly certain that this is time unraveling and somehow we are at the center of something we will never understand.
i walked into my house and somehow dodged all but a few raindrops.
something big is coming.
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