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White as the ticking clock face You struck me. Violent. Like running seconds dripping away. Red fell from your lips and ate my heart. The numbers framed your face. All dark ebony, Dark and sharp enough to cut.
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Apr 23, 2018
Apr 23, 2018 at 12:37 PM UTC
Snow White
White as the ticking clock face You struck me. Violent. Like running seconds dripping away. Red fell from your lips and ate my heart. The numbers framed your face. All dark ebony, Dark and sharp enough to cut.
Wanted to write something with a Fairytale Princess theme, but it ended up darker and richer then I thought it would.
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SilverLaughter
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SilverLaughter
28/F/Vermont
Apr 23, 2018
Apr 23, 2018 at 12:37 PM UTC
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