Sugar & Ash Karina Harchandani Those girls may be honey and glass but underneath is sugar and ash from eyes that only see faults. The eyes, oh the flooded eyes which wander into darkness from the voices in her head that used to scream into covered ears. A smile under blinding whites that could fool even those flooded eyes. Knowing the distance from the ground like the back of her hand not daring to let the flooded eyes see the light going dim. Letting herself fall into sugar and ash while in the disguise of honey and glass.
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