"The anger is red. Blood. Coming out of the unholly wound. The wound never heals. It never closes up. Always open. "Never". "Always". Two words. Two heavy suitcases. "Never" to leave them behind. "Always" carrying them. Inside.
The anger is red. Terror is black. The little soul is pale white. An unwritten paper will suddenly fill up with words of horror. "Never" to forget these moments. "Always" held by their chains. "Always". "Never"...
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