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#call me colin provolone because i'm throwing up a little
allonsy-gabriel · 11 months
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screaming crying wailing lamenting she was the heart of the group she was young and ambitious and callous and cunning and ruthless and she was the heart that tied them all together she was their daughter their sister their lover their friend she was their heart and she was living on borrowed time and for a moment she was loved and in that love she allowed herself to give in to stop fighting and it cost her everything and still she was their heart. she was spy and a murderer and soaked in blood and violence. she was rotting before she even started to ripen and still her last words were those of love.
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