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23 · demon

the world is a dark grey around me.

but I can hear his voice.

j's voice.

old memories in my ears,

just not in my eyes.

he's speaking french.

he was so fluent in the romantic language and it was like his mouth was a radio.

"mon précieux démon."

"what does that mean?" I whispered.

he smiled.

"my precious demon."

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I'm pretty sure that's french if its not then awks