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alas, it was to none
but me.
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⠀he had pale skin, and thin veins, held no warmth in him he tried to muster. some sort of ungodly cold would spread over him, like blood dripping from his hands... he wished he could change.
⠀he wished he could change his skin for someone else's, to taste a different pain, to run away from himself. his soul tore through his hands and shattered his bones everyday, the shards left within him dug deeper. they left scars only made by himself.
⠀if only he could exchange his skin, hang from someone else's bones, to feel something other than those pieces of hot glass in his core.
⠀everyone has a word for it, and he could not utter his own.
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dylan o'brien.⠀⠀⠀isiah greene
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is the soul solid like iron? or is it tender and breakable? like the wings of a moth in the beak of an owl.
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enjoy this book and keep giving lil isiah some love because he definitely deserves it.
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