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Undertone for sh!
*coughs* Low-key in my gacha life gloves 10. era 😝*coughs*
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Like a deep itch meant to be scratched, the cold silver metal delving in the skin soon red flowing out endlessly like the coastal marine. By the time the metal clicks against the ground, the skin left battered and black. a feeling so numb yet not to lease a breath only ending for the metal as an outlet for no soul is a hand of reach yet the mundane knife holds more power then it seems.
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Poetrythese are just random 'poems' i wrote high on diet coke at three am 😃 (dare i say poems cuz these are shitty af-)
