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These are a collection of short stories, poems, monologues and whatever else I like that have been trapped in my head for a while. Xoxo

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by mxrixnx_

by mxrixnx_

Rivers of red flowing down your soft terrain.

Drowning the sorrow in this glass, holding back your pain.

Poisonous clouds escape your mouth, filling up the room.

Will these be your last acts before you see your tomb?

Cold metal skips around, pressing hard when it's prey is found.

Veins filled with toxins, words fail to fly.

Will this be you final thoughts before you go back to the sky?