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Jul 2015
°Lies dribble down my orange-moonlit chin,°
《》《》《》
The truth isn't lingering on
my dawn-ridden lips~
So don't lean in.

◇I'm ready to accept
my nights are numbered
to call you my
soul-mate.◇

I can see the battle
brewing like wildfire
in those lycanthrope, eyes.

A willow cannot compete
with the frost
and an autumn kiss.


¥ Her words felt like
lightning stabbed
a hole through my neck,---¥

When I grasped his intentions.


I have been so
unbelievably *******
Selfish.


To quote an old
memory that I have no remedy for~~
《》《》《》
How do I feel about losing you?

"I don't know."
.
Lycan....

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Skaidrum
Written by
Skaidrum  The Basalisk's Chambers
(The Basalisk's Chambers)   
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