I. your soul a quiet cello hum swept through long, empty hallways. your soul a dizzy, unkempt breeze. your soul a white daisy unbloomed. your soul so soft and full of shuddering.
II. they found your bones piled in the dark fern bushes and you've never been the same since. you were brought home, but a part of you is still there, green leaves plastered to your cold skin, black soil staining your hands. an ache deep in the pit of you for anything besides this great, terrible silence born of feeling unalive.
III. dried blood beneath candy-colored band-aids. your fists like rusted switchblades. the heart inside you silver, wet, wriggling. you have returned. you have returned.
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blooming skeletons ↠ jasper hale
Fanfictionyou sigh like you have a hurricane in the back of your throat you toss and turn like you are the restless ocean you move like you have mountains rising under your skin [ part of the ghost club series ] started: 5/19/19 finished:
