Disappointment.
Pride Ed
27 May, 2014 05:00 AMlike when I saw them falling. Shot out of the sky, gun still shooting astral wings, smoke still churning from the barrel, and I hate that I see it linger longer than the last breath they inhale. A child breathes that air. That air means gas to those useless childhood thoughts; nothing but fairy-tales for the weak, who suffocate with pressed hands, beaned knees... And I never understood how that worked until I pulled the trigger; the gunshot that woke me up.
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