wrapped around bonesa graceful past; her throat filled with black flowerspetals pouring from her mouth, fractured sanity shattered in halfher eyes - a gravity for your fearswhite as snow; empty like dry oceansfaints suns; pale stars on the starved skyeach day closer to you; looming with threat from abovewrapped around nighther skin pulsing with ageless music of passing hoursbleeding with love, dripping with rotting delighta stark enchantment of decomposing virtueall so beautifully decayed
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