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Apr 2021
DEAR PENPAL PEOPLE, life is a bliss in hell:}


your letters

spits I never want to breathe forever

knuckles you shoved into my back again never

but things may trail things may leave may dust

aiming for the swoons in my appeals an everlasting lust

skies upon the blues and the purples they stain

dances on seven hells of moons to remain

notes on ears on papers in the awake

heart and soul bared no more here at a paling so called stake

brushes braided in the befores

on this night

on this day


                                                                                       -------ravenfeels
Raven Feels
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Raven Feels  F/NEPTUNE
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