I am broken, beautifully disastrous.
I am maddness, sanity.
I am hell, and paradise.
There is a riot inside of me, a chaotic uproar.
There are horrors in my heart that cannot be contained.
Flames ignite, as I burn violently.
And I will destroy you in the most beautiful way possible.
It is so much safer not to feel.
But I desire the things which will destroy me in the end.
You see, it is both a blessing, and a curse
to be too much, and not enough.
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