whispy, fleeces of hair rain down. down her back, glistening and glowing in the sunlight. She laughs, teeth bleached white, beautiful and pure. I draw myself to her, breathing in the musk, warm musk. we stay up here, hidden in the shadows, dancing with the darkness. yet, yet we are happy.
her hands, Cold as cOld can be. bones and skeleton drown us over, yet we survived, on the wire. my kiss of death on her freezing cheeks, as frost cakes over her. she is serene, icy. she loves me, and i do her. We complete eAch other. BLACK TO white and WHITE to black. She was my light, but she drowns in my darkness. Push her away, they whisper, polluting me. My mind, singing songs of sorrow. but she stays, and that is why she means the earth, the sun, the sky, the world to me.
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Ink
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