vintagedreamsx
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when the world burned,
it wasn't the flames that destroyed us,
it was the silence that followed.
No screams, no footsteps, no hope-
just the endless shuffle of the dead
and the whispers of what they used to be.
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R. GRIMES x FEM!OC
THE WALKING DEAD