by Ƨнα∂σω Ƙιƨƨ » Wed Aug 25, 2010 9:57 am
"Don't worry about it," Ametrine mumbled as she set the cloth down gently beside him and picked up the blue vial. "This will take the pain away... quickly hopefully," she mumbled as she put it on a different cloth and gently dabbed his wounds.


So what if I can't forget you?
I'll burn your name into my throat
I'll be the fire that'll catch you
What's so good about picking up the pieces?
What if I don't even want to