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how many tears must be shed to baptize our parting do I not cling tightly enough while the clock ticks away life are the marks left on your skin when I cannot release you gone too soon must the bruises in our flesh be as deep as those in our hearts shall I shatter my bones and yours in our last embrace tear at our bodies till we bleed out give to the torch the remains so the ruin of our outer selves will reflect that which lies hidden within
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Aug 5, 2022
Aug 5, 2022 at 11:43 PM UTC
Simulacrum
how many tears must be shed to baptize our parting do I not cling tightly enough while the clock ticks away life are the marks left on your skin when I cannot release you gone too soon must the bruises in our flesh be as deep as those in our hearts shall I shatter my bones and yours in our last embrace tear at our bodies till we bleed out give to the torch the remains so the ruin of our outer selves will reflect that which lies hidden within
Simulacrum - A model or representation of an object or person
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Aug 5, 2022
Aug 5, 2022 at 11:43 PM UTC
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