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And a creature called hope with sharp diamond lips wore his skin as he spit bullets at thorns on my rose bush arms. The bullets shred through dead petals setting them instantly ablaze. The fire traveled up my dry limbs leaving ash and smoke to crumble at the next direct hit. Wound after wound from his tommy-gun mouth dripped my last chance on to the wind, carrying it off to another place. Another place only he knows. The creature in his stead showed no concern but rather cut my tongue from my open mouth and flicked it aside as he walked away without a word. Nothing more to be said by the one-time-short-lived creature called hope wearing the skin of a hurt friend: remembered to the burned thorn bush: forgotten.

Description
And a creature called hope with sharp diamond lips wore his skin as he spit bullets at thorns on my rose bush arms. The bullets shred through dead petals setting them instantly ablaze. The fire traveled up my dry limbs leaving ash and smoke to crumble at the next direct hit. Wound after wound from his tommy-gun mouth dripped my last chance on to the wind, carrying it off to another place. Another place only he knows. The creature in his stead showed no concern but rather cut my tongue from my open mouth and flicked it aside as he walked away without a word. Nothing more to be said by the one-time-short-lived creature called hope wearing the skin of a hurt friend: remembered to the burned thorn bush: forgotten.