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Feb 2020
she
His eyes, they pierce my soul. he towers over me. a muzzle enclosed my face. the blood on my teeth I turn my head to the sky and inhale slowly. gold stained my black veil, blinded by greed and a grey wall she slowly uncovers me, I smile not. for my muzzle scrape my skin. covering my face. she smiles, softly and tells me it's okay slowly i watch her ascend to the heavens.
Adelaide
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Adelaide  16/Gender Nonconforming/Wyoming
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