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Jan 2019
Alone in a fallen kingdom.
The broken hearts never tapping.
Word for the fearsome,
our heart is cracking,
freezing,
dreading,
dying.

All my soul within me snapping.
The past love
she brought joy
but left sorrow.
s Willow
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s Willow  22/Gender Fluid/Any dark room
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