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she sat quietly in a cafe pale freckled with only one arm and a missing foot always shaking invisibly deformed from the curse of desolation facing downwards   she read the couplet "her maiden voyage was a lonely one and it lasted all the days of her life" she wept silent tears through interminable silent days and starless nights fearing her resemblance to that ode of the forsaken her countenance a broken heart i've come for you i murmured i'm a busted doll she said see my pretty stumps wheelchair crutch do you like them strangely yes ...so very much i wept softly no one wants me she whispered i'm a blight of horror a castaway to be avoided my life a nightmare of dark estrangement a walking wound in tears a torn doll to crooked to be loved looking into the depths of her soul i called i've always wanted a lopsided girl with flaying stumps and a brooding heart to save to love to heal to cuddle and adore to cry over with wild warping hugs always aching for my darling little ******* we kissed wet mouthing clamors lips and tongue like oleo spread i picked her up and tangled her in my arms as she thawed like heated oil i ran off with her tears streaming and visited upon her every kindness and pleasure of heaven and it lasted all the days of her life
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Aug 23, 2017
Aug 23, 2017 at 1:12 PM UTC
ALL THE DAYS OF HER LIFE
she sat quietly in a cafe pale freckled with only one arm and a missing foot always shaking invisibly deformed from the curse of desolation facing downwards   she read the couplet "her maiden voyage was a lonely one and it lasted all the days of her life" she wept silent tears through interminable silent days and starless nights fearing her resemblance to that ode of the forsaken her countenance a broken heart i've come for you i murmured i'm a busted doll she said see my pretty stumps wheelchair crutch do you like them strangely yes ...so very much i wept softly no one wants me she whispered i'm a blight of horror a castaway to be avoided my life a nightmare of dark estrangement a walking wound in tears a torn doll to crooked to be loved looking into the depths of her soul i called i've always wanted a lopsided girl with flaying stumps and a brooding heart to save to love to heal to cuddle and adore to cry over with wild warping hugs always aching for my darling little ******* we kissed wet mouthing clamors lips and tongue like oleo spread i picked her up and tangled her in my arms as she thawed like heated oil i ran off with her tears streaming and visited upon her every kindness and pleasure of heaven and it lasted all the days of her life
LOVE
zebrablack
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Aug 23, 2017
Aug 23, 2017 at 1:12 PM UTC
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