The angry girl at 4am

Her eyes were furious and burning me with one look. I could feel it. I could feel her. The hairs at the back of my neck rise. She was gazing, deep into my soul. Could I be insane and not know it?

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One comment

  1. facetioussoup · January 5, 2015

    Reblogged this on momentarylapseofsanity.

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