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As their eyes were transfixed by the tales they've heard of me, they'll say "that's a one vile story." Pray tell if i was just a crazy juvenile, but as one with masks of hidden faces, i still find myself perplexed to this relic pain that i can't seem to wither. I used to be an open blue sky till i painted myself gray. "Here comes the omen" A crisis in disguised that concocted a storm he can hardly weather. If i were to fall deeper in burden, will i lose my sanity if my mistake dances in my head like a distant silhouetted memory? If i put my teeth on display, will that be enough to support a cover up story? If i replay you a broken memory, will you stop the stone rolling right at me? And If i fall on the other side of the story, would you pay the cost of risk and dare pull me out of insanity?
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Mar 16, 2025
Mar 16, 2025 at 10:58 PM UTC
03/16/25
As their eyes were transfixed by the tales they've heard of me, they'll say "that's a one vile story." Pray tell if i was just a crazy juvenile, but as one with masks of hidden faces, i still find myself perplexed to this relic pain that i can't seem to wither. I used to be an open blue sky till i painted myself gray. "Here comes the omen" A crisis in disguised that concocted a storm he can hardly weather. If i were to fall deeper in burden, will i lose my sanity if my mistake dances in my head like a distant silhouetted memory? If i put my teeth on display, will that be enough to support a cover up story? If i replay you a broken memory, will you stop the stone rolling right at me? And If i fall on the other side of the story, would you pay the cost of risk and dare pull me out of insanity?
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Mar 16, 2025
Mar 16, 2025 at 10:58 PM UTC
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