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It reeks here. Pungent yet sweet. Like. Accepting an unwanted apology. Woe to the tragically gracious. For they know not of rest. As sharks circle about. Devouring the essence spewed from an unclosing artery. Until all that's left. Is a vacant shell. Not even worth the effort to finish off. Gluttonuos beings. The both. Unknowingky knowing the need. Of eachother. For the cause of such suffering. Bleeds into the affect given. Effecting the rest. Distortion needs no introduction. A slight. Handing over the next. Riddled with more questions. And even as the last die. Is cast. A tear falls. Probably.
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Jul 22, 2016
Jul 22, 2016 at 10:11 PM UTC
Devil May Cry
It reeks here. Pungent yet sweet. Like. Accepting an unwanted apology. Woe to the tragically gracious. For they know not of rest. As sharks circle about. Devouring the essence spewed from an unclosing artery. Until all that's left. Is a vacant shell. Not even worth the effort to finish off. Gluttonuos beings. The both. Unknowingky knowing the need. Of eachother. For the cause of such suffering. Bleeds into the affect given. Effecting the rest. Distortion needs no introduction. A slight. Handing over the next. Riddled with more questions. And even as the last die. Is cast. A tear falls. Probably.
spikeharper
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Jul 22, 2016
Jul 22, 2016 at 10:11 PM UTC
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