Jet propulsion,
Heart combustion.
I am deeply frustrated.
Trying to put the pieces together. Trying to form a picture.
Take it from where you can. Your heart is bleeding but all you have is sand.
"The more and more one becomes accustomed to looking at art with the widest eyes possible-- the more one realizes that there are infinite ways of interpreting meaning."-Winter's Edge
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