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There was a girl lying on the floor, she was covered in blood, her skin sliced by his blades. There was a girl lying on the floor, she was covered in bruises, her skin tarnished by his fists. There was a girl lying on the floor, dead and ruined. She was ruined by what she thought was love, and killed, by the man she thought loved her. but he didn’t love her, he loved his canvases.
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Apr 25, 2021
Apr 25, 2021 at 1:36 AM UTC
the canvas pt2