And the blood of love welled up in my heart with a slow pain.
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Kismet di imnotmymother
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I do not really know whether I have survived. My inner self has shut itself up more and more. As though to protect itself, it has become inaccessible even to me, original character / lone wolf HUNTER X HUNTER ©imnotmymother / 2024
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I am like the pomegranate tree, but all my branches have been cut, broken, and buried with the dead. My heart has become a shriveled pomegranate beating with death and falling every second into a bottomless pit. But no one knows. No one. The pomegranate alone knows. finnick odair / original character THE HUNGER GAMES ©imnotmymother / 2023