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The Scarecrow's Witch
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Ongoing, First published Mar 14, 2016
Mature
Kissing you feels like leaves.
Fall is near. 
I'm not sure what gust of wind
sent you here, your mouth
like something buttoned and unbuttoned with care.

You hang over the asylum filled with blood,
Your mask soft, hungry for fear.
Round midnight the crows fly away.
See them tunneling out?
Trying to escape back to sanity.
(You can't coax back a crow.)

Kissing you feels like a street dance in the moonlight.....
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Jonathan Crane/Scarecrow Dark Romance/Love Story

WARNING: 
This story will contain Graphic Torture, Heavy Sexual Content, and Inappropriate Language.

DISCLAIMER: 
I don't own any characters except Eleanore. I don't hold any rights to Batman nor any other people, places, and/or things.
All Rights Reserved
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