"Is death from life possible? Is it of essentiality? Or is it the desperation of humanity's thirst for a breakthrough of fallacies and conflicts?" -questions (un)answered excerpt from Massacred Flowers: [ "Mother- mother, why is there blood all over me?" Eliza's voice came out hard and piercing. "Who's blood is in my hands?" Desdemona all but embraced her deteriorating form of patched-up skin and criss-crossed stitches. Eliza flinched when Desdemona came in contact. And all at once, the gift of touch sent her reeling backward. Eliza felt the prick of sensation sating the emptiness she once wrapped unto herself as a symbol of coming into form. She reckoned herself born again. (This was what being birthed felt like to her ) The invasion of senses made her feel breathless. The bombarding scenes of being in the land of the living brought her to tears. She reveled in the intimacy of being a babe once again. Reborn. Yes, she was. ] 🥐🥐🥐🥐🥐🥐🥐 LORA FYM © 🔝🔝🔝 PLAGIARISM IS A CRIME!!!
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