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A long night’s silence locked away behind a door, cobwebs sleeping on the handle, blood reflecting off the floor. Should you dare to steal a peak through the broken glass panes, you won’t be shocked to discover a bare and broken heart’s remains.
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Jun 4, 2025
Jun 4, 2025 at 10:52 PM UTC
Silence of the long night
A long night’s silence locked away behind a door, cobwebs sleeping on the handle, blood reflecting off the floor. Should you dare to steal a peak through the broken glass panes, you won’t be shocked to discover a bare and broken heart’s remains.
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Jun 4, 2025
Jun 4, 2025 at 10:52 PM UTC
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