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this is a poem that i wrote without meaning to make it billy/dom
but as i thought about it i ended up writing it from a billy pov.


pairing: monaboyd
rating:PG
summary: a poem
warning: possible character death/drug use - but not very explicit
disclaimer: it never happened but i'm damn proud of the poem
author's notes:Please i'm a sucker for feedback - shower me with the stuff i promise you i will not mind.


The light is stark.
Scarring my eyes.
Too bright. Too clear.
I can see to far.
The reflection burns on the mirror.
It's half past night time.
And the tiled floor is so cold.
I can't see anything,
But brightness dancing.
Corneas ripped and torn,
By a light left on too long.
A moth burnt by the heat.