adora

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StoryDeath Makes Us Small Lem415 years 1 month ago
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StoryI will Reign adora215 years 1 month ago

My stories

I came to call your name

The night sky beckons, the moon callers yelp and howl at the emptyness The cold air bites and snaps at exposed fingers, trickling down to socked toes

Mean to kiss me

Do you mean to make me bitter and leave me cold? Do you mean to make me scorn you and add another to the fold? Do you mean to care or is it accidental?

Day 6

Imagining the unimaginable accomplishing the impossible Dying here in life The light of day streaming whilst yearning for the lonesome night The residual effects are showing

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