"he lives down in a ribcage in the dry leaves of a heart."
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red, the color of extremes. the color of passionate love, seduction, violence, danger, anger, and adventure. the color of fire and sin – energy and primal life. the color of blood.
it was his favorite, after the ash grey beauty. he is a tending animal only to almost tumble to the ground with the strength of the flashback.
a smirk creeped out on his face, the view was stunning. proud of his artwork.
all that was left, the blood that had once flowed thick and scarlet in his veins was clasped in his ; callused fingers, fine face, sepia locks, well proportioned body.
they say older wet blood is, the sweet it smells. some people described it as fruity, nutty, or ripe. dried blood smell mustier than wet blood. smell, very closely tied to taste.
"i would be the one to hold you down kiss you so hard. i'll take your breath away and after, i'd wipe away the tears just wait, moonlove."
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[song recommendation] complicated by avril lavigne
