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Her fingers prance around         the bloodied strings.     She keeps a grin plastered on her face; the moist in her eyes gives her away.       The air vibrates when she releases her voice –                                               angelic whispers   with tales of underlying suicide.            He looked at the sky                       and its chocolate shade; spun around her playing, and blinked away tears.                 Death didn’t cry     but staring in her lifeless eyes                             made him feel      such sadness he hadn’t felt in a long time.
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Nov 22, 2020
Nov 22, 2020 at 1:06 PM UTC
death hadn't cried in a while.
Her fingers prance around         the bloodied strings.     She keeps a grin plastered on her face; the moist in her eyes gives her away.       The air vibrates when she releases her voice –                                               angelic whispers   with tales of underlying suicide.            He looked at the sky                       and its chocolate shade; spun around her playing, and blinked away tears.                 Death didn’t cry     but staring in her lifeless eyes                             made him feel      such sadness he hadn’t felt in a long time.
Death enamours me.
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Gender Nonconforming/Happy Isles
Nov 22, 2020
Nov 22, 2020 at 1:06 PM UTC
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