Watching them tonight has really made me realize that fireworks aren't meant to be happy things. Sure, they're used for celebrations, but they die as quickly as they're loved. I saw a firework that had a smile in it. But those eyes distorted after a while. So did the cheerful gleam. Everything changed and died, showing just how powerful judgements can be.
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RandomWhen I'm alone, thoughts come into my head. These thoughts make sentences and sentences stories. I'm going to put them all right here...
