Purple was the grass
And purple were the veins
that reached from my tips
to the darkest of my nightmares,
more vivid than the scars
that clawed at my skin.
Aug 10, 2025
Aug 10, 2025 at 5:31 PM UTC
Purple was the grass
And purple were the veins
that reached from my tips
to the darkest of my nightmares,
more vivid than the scars
that clawed at my skin.
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