Kiel G.C.

You stay up until 3am - the time when the fine lines start to get blurry. You found yourself standing on the edge. You think you__e not supposed to be there so you jumped and crossed the line. You__e come to a place where the voices are much louder_where the words are much clearer. It__ a place where the harmless things hurt you. It is where you wonder why the sea-like decisions you__e made and the copper-like smiles has led you to loathe yourself. You wonder why your skin suddenly craves the feeling of metal. You laugh. Because it__ 3am- the time when salts and metals come together_ the time when tears and blood embrace.