March 5, 2015

“For some time, the man’s face was a pink tire surrounding a black cavity but then the black filled in with red and the pink drained into the center, until the brick semi-circle formed. The man muttered despite his mouth being gone. He muttered but the words were unidentifiable. They more sounds than anything. They were garbled and warped. The man strained to make them but the condition of his head prevented them from being true communication. The weight upon the remains of his impacted bone structure was too much.”

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