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[moribund_rose]

sometimes i'm just in my own world. my own cave. doing my own things. nothing morbid. just peace with the world. then i open my eyes to watch lies and deception occur in front of me. i long to shout for it to stop but the words can't seem to come out. rain. rain. beautiful rain. washes away all the putrid things. where is the rain which i long to

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[bernthehotnerd]

85 tmr night? (:

[moribund_rose]

its on.