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the evil thing is inside, not out.

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I am Cinna's bird, ignited, flying frantically to escape something inescapable. The feathers of flame that grow from my body. Beating my wings only fa...more

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I search his eyes for the slightest sign of anything, fear, remorse, anger. But there's only the same look of amusement that ended our last conversati...more

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I'm ordered to a week of bed rest and I don't object because I feel so lousy. Not just my heel and my tailbone. My whole body aches with exhaustion. S...more

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I’m not flailing now, as my muscles are rigid with the tension of holding myself together. The pain over my heart returns, and from it I imagine tiny ...more

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Have I gone mad like Anne and no one has the heart to tell me? I wish someone would tell me, I feel crazy enough though.

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I'm left staring up at the night sky the only roof left because to many memories are drowning me.