This is a scheduled post planned to be published at 11.5.2015 at 04:16
That lightbulb that flares up in your head
At moments of great enjoyment or love, and fills you with a stupidly happy grin and a soft glow.
Mine is cracked and broken, beyond repair. Shards of it stab my thoughts. It's dark, in here.
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