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z-elder ยท 4 months
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Imagine channeling a kinda magick together, in which that naturally performs the rituals needed to fulfill our most prophetic of endeavors, towards forever
Not one to hex and curse each other based out from all of our rugged insecurities, but a lasting energy that holds together our sanity as we venture on through unknown, mysterious journeys
A spell we'll cast up into the sky to look over as a light to shine upon that darkness encased within our minds; that is rotting and corrupting our lives
A reminder that it's all gonna be okay, even when the earth starts to shake, even with my heart, like a vase, feeling every quake, fragile, easy to love, easy to break
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z-elder ยท 5 months
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[ STOLEN't ]
โœฟเผบ ๐’พ๐“‰ ๐’ป๐‘’๐‘’๐“๐“ˆ ๐“๐’พ๐“€๐‘’ เผปโœฟ
โœฟเผบ ๐“‰๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“‡๐‘’โ€™๐“ˆ ๐’ฝ๐‘’๐’ถ๐“‡๐“‰๐“ˆ ๐’พ๐“ƒ ๐“‚๐“Ž ๐‘’๐“Ž๐‘’๐“ˆ เผปโœฟ
โœฟเผบ ๐“Œ๐’ฝ๐‘’๐“ƒ ๐’พ ๐“๐‘œ๐‘œ๐“€ ๐’ถ๐“‰ ๐“Ž๐‘œ๐“Š เผปโœฟ
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z-elder ยท 5 months
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Why am I so affected?
Why am I so affected?
Why am I so affected?
Why am I so affected?
Why am I so affected?
Why am I so affected?
Why am I so affected?
Why am I so affected?
Why am I so affected?
Why am I so affected?
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Such a lovely, fucky universe..
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z-elder ยท 6 months
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[ STOLEN't ]
โ˜„๏ธ โ € โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €.ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€.ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€๏พŸ .ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€. ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€โœฆ ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€,ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€.
โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ˜€๏ธ
ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€*ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€.
.ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€. ใ€€ใ€€โœฆโ €ใ€€ ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€,ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€*
ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€โ €ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€โ €ใ€€ใ€€,
โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €โ €.ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ ใ€€ใ€€โ €ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€โ €.ใ€€
ใ€€ใ€€หšใ€€ใ€€ใ€€โ €ใ€€โ € ใ€€ใ€€,ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€.
ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€.
ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€*โ €ใ€€ใ€€โ € ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€โ €โœฆโ €ใ€€
ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€.
ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€.ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€.ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€โ €๐ŸŒ•
ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€.
ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€๐Ÿš€
ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€หšใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€๏พŸใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€.
ใ€€.โ €ใ€€ใ€€๐ŸŒŽโ €โ€โ €โ€โ €โ€โ €โ€โ €โ€โ €โ€โ €โ€โ €โ€โ €โ€โ €โ€โ €,
ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€*ใ€€ใ€€โ €.
ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€.ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€โ €โœฆ
ใ€€หšใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€
.โ € ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€.ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€.
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z-elder ยท 7 months
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No, cause I'm already in a wrong lane
And it's been the longest of waits
But right here, right now, I feel like I'm in a tunnel
There's a darkness growing all around me
And I can hear it fuckin calling
Yeah, there's this light at the end, sure
But I'm stuck on this b**** that got me trippin
AND fuckin falling an' shit
And all my friends?, they're in the back, with the flash
But yep they're all too busy tryna rob each others wallets with it
I'll say, "There ain't no time like the Past!"; when now, most my friends just wanna die
And the Present keeps on trying to present me with it
Ima think I'm alright, as I tip it back, and run with this sip from my flask
But really, in the end, we all know that it's my demons that are the ones running with me..
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z-elder ยท 7 months
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I am leaving my shining Stars at that Faerie Portal, deeper into the woods.
They crave and call out to you, my Moon.
And that's just something that I can't fuck with anymore.
The Moon is Mystery, after all.
And I've just about had enough of these Moonlit scars.
So now, I am the Void.
And I shall restart,
My most brightly of Blossoms.
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z-elder ยท 8 months
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Gonna let her carry me as she flies up into the clouds tonight.
(im a fish, shes a bird)
We're avoiding the Moon,
because she doesn't approve..
Something about how, I am fated to help ----- find peace and help heal her wounds..
But why would I ride with the Witch, on brooms, when she very clearly takes me to be the fool?
I was the Stars.
And now, we're all done falling for you.
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z-elder ยท 11 months
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Tiny, Man..
...
We're just the tiniest part
Of the tiniest cell
In maybe the tiniest body
Of another tiny world
Controlled by other tiny people
Working their tiny little hopes and dreams
Across tiny fragments of time
Only to also wonder to the tiny, shining stars
Just how tiny they really are
And that perhaps there's the tiniest chance
There's more to this tiny life
Than the tiny obvious strands laid out
In front of tiny, light absorbing eyes
Feeding into tiny, maniacal minds
Who are forced to do tiny things
Because just living tiny isn't good enough
For a tiny race that won't even last
...
~ Koaeon
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z-elder ยท 11 months
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[ I talk too much ]
I shouldn't let others see what's been really bleeding me out from underneath.. Well, at least those anyways that are not necessarily around me.
I guess my mask kinda slides off sometimes when I feel like I just can't speak or breathe.. Or like today, when I felt..
just so empty.
I don't know why people feel the need to address anothers folly THEY'VE PERCEIVED through their lens of
just as much stupid.
Maybe I should try a little harder at concealing my own scars from them again because they'll obviously just expect me to explain anything and..
And I just can't say everything.. Not even while writing..
My head starts spinning and spinning and all I can say or think is, "I am not hurt. I am just hurting."
Which is kinda fucking stupid really.. but it's what I'm seriously feeling. In a way.
And yet still they take aim towards YOUR NAME. To cast blame or, I don't really know.. And no matter how hard I'd try to explain, They just didn't understand what I really wanted to try and say. Per usual..
For my minds thoughts constructed a prediction of some sorta touch, felt warm and soft.
And yet fate has shown me a lovers hands that were of something so terribly cold and raw.
And with such sharp daggered claws;
She had dug into me.
With a love that was.. rough?? Like I should have predicted that I'm just incredibly fucking dumb. A conversation my mind took and.. And it was just blown way tf up..
Because..
It seems abandonment is something that still burns me.
But, you're right.. How do I say that I am the one that was hurting? Without killing her off or making her feel like I am running from or deserting.. a love that we have grown and built on our quite lovely of a wondrous journey.. I hope that these thoughts in my head can stop, because I am tired of my dumb, self-destructive worries..
And she deserves a man that can deliver on a love that can hold together a prosperous, promised eternity.
Zelder
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z-elder ยท 11 months
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50 posts!
Most are my Originals <3
..Just different Masks.
And then there's a few that I got inspiration from other peeps posts.
..They are marked w/[ STOLEN't ]
Enjoy my garbage ๐Ÿ—‘๏ธ
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z-elder ยท 11 months
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[ STOLEN't ]
ใ€‚โ €โŠน๐ŸŒฑใ€€๐ŸŒทโ™ก ใ€‚ใ€€ใ€€ใƒปใ€€ใ‚œ โ™ก
ใ€€ใ€€ใ€€โ €โŠน. if i had a flowerโŠน ๐ŸŒฑใ‚œใƒป๐ŸŒทใ€‚ใ€‚โŠน
ใƒปโ™ก. for every time i thought of you* ใƒป โ™ก
ใ€€ โ €โŠน. ๐ŸŒท หš . I could walk. หš โŠน
ใ€‚๐ŸŒฑโ™ก through my garden foreverโŠน ๐ŸŒทใ€‚ใƒปใ‚œ โ™กโ €โŠนใ€€ใ€‚ใƒปใ‚œโ™ก. ๐ŸŒทใ€€.ใ€€ใ€€โ €โ €โ €โŠน๐ŸŒฑ
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z-elder ยท 11 months
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"because;
you were my love,
my light,
my lust for life..
and yet now,
Now I Would Rather Die..
than to be called
anything that might
be considered yours.."
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z-elder ยท 11 months
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๐•‹๐•™๐•–๐•ฃ๐•–'๐•ค ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•š๐•ค ๐•๐•–๐•’๐•— ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•’๐•ฅ'๐•ค ๐•ฃ๐•–๐•ค๐•ฅ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•–๐•’๐•ค๐•ช, ๐•ฃ๐•š๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ ๐•™๐•–๐•ฃ๐•– ๐•จ๐•š๐•ฅ๐•™๐•š๐•Ÿ ๐•ž๐•ช ๐•จ๐•’๐•๐•๐•–๐•ฅ.
"๐”พ๐• ๐•ฅ๐•ฅ๐•’ ๐•๐•–๐•’๐•— ๐•ค๐•™๐•š๐•ฅ ๐•’๐•๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•–.", ๐•š๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐•’๐•ช๐•ค.
๐•€๐•ฅ ๐•™๐•’๐•ค ๐•“๐•–๐•–๐•Ÿ ๐•ž๐•ช ๐•ž๐• ๐•ค๐•ฅ ๐•˜๐•ฃ๐•–๐•’๐•ฅ๐•–๐•ค๐•ฅ ๐•ค๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ๐•”๐•– ๐• ๐•— ๐•Š๐• ๐•๐•’๐•”๐•–.
(โ„•ใ„–๐ญ โ„โ“”ฮฑโ“›โ“›๐• ไธ‚แต˜โ„โ“” ๏ฝˆใ„–ฯŽ ๐’พ โ“”๐“‹โ“”โ„ ฮœฮฑโ„•ฮฑแŽถโ“”ฤ ฯŽ๐’พ๐ญ๏ฝˆใ„–แต˜๐ญ ๐’พ๐ญ, ๐ญ๐•“h)
๐”ธ ๐•”๐•๐•ฆ๐•ž๐•ก ๐• ๐•— ๐•ž๐• ๐•ค๐•ค ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•’๐•ฅ ๐•€'๐•ง๐•– ๐•ก๐•–๐•ฃ๐•—๐•–๐•”๐•ฅ๐•๐•ช ๐•ก๐•๐•’๐•”๐•–๐•• ๐• ๐•Ÿ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•ค๐•š๐••๐•– ๐• ๐•— ๐•ž๐•ช ๐•—๐•’๐•ง๐• ๐•ฃ๐•š๐•ฅ๐•– ๐•›๐•’๐•”๐•œ๐•–๐•ฅ๐•ค ๐•ก๐• ๐•”๐•œ๐•–๐•ฅ.
๐•„๐•ช ๐•™๐•’๐•Ÿ๐••, ๐•—๐•š๐•Ÿ๐••๐•ค ๐•š๐•ฅ ๐•จ๐•’๐•ช ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•ฃ๐•–๐•ค๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•–๐•ฃ๐•–, ๐•ข๐•ฆ๐•š๐•ฅ๐•– ๐• ๐•—๐•ฅ๐•–๐•Ÿ.
(๐“Šแ”•๐“Š๐šแ’ชแ’ชโ“Ž ๐šา“ไธ…๏ฝ…ั ๐“˜'๐ฏ๏ฝ… ๐•€ะผ๐šg๐•€เธ ๏ฝ…แ—ช โ“—๐‘œลด ะผโ“Ž โ“—๏ฝ…๐šแ—ช ๐“Šฯ ๐•€เธ  Tโ“—๏ฝ… ยขแ’ช๐‘œ๐“Šแ—ชแ”• ะผ๐“ŠSไธ… แ’ช๐‘œ๐‘œาœ แ’ช๐•€าœ๏ฝ… ๐‘œ๐“Šไธ… ๐•€เธ  ฯ๐“Šแต‡แ’ช๐•€ยข)
๐”พ๐• ๐•ฅ ๐•ž๐• ๐•ฃ๐•– ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•’๐•Ÿ ๐•’ ๐•—๐•–๐•จ ๐•ฃ๐• ๐•”๐•œ๐•ค ๐•š๐•Ÿ ๐•ž๐•ช ๐•“๐•’๐•˜ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•’๐•ฅ ๐•€'๐•ง๐•– ๐•”๐• ๐•๐•๐•–๐•”๐•ฅ๐•–๐•• ๐•จ๐•™๐•š๐•๐•– ๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฅ, ๐•’๐••๐•ง๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ค๐•๐•ช ๐•จ๐•’๐•๐•œ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜.
๐•‹๐•™๐•–๐•š๐•ฃ ๐•จ๐•–๐•š๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ ๐•™๐•–๐•๐•ก๐•ค ๐•ž๐•– ๐•—๐•–๐•–๐• ๐•๐•š๐•œ๐•– ๐•€ ๐•’๐•ž ๐•ค๐•–๐•”๐•ฆ๐•ฃ๐•–๐•• ๐•š๐•Ÿ ๐•ค๐• ๐•š๐•, ๐•๐•š๐•œ๐•– ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐•—๐•๐• ๐•จ๐•–๐•ฃ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•’๐•ฅ ๐•€ ๐•’๐•ž, ๐•๐•–๐•’๐•ฃ๐•Ÿ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•“๐•ฃ๐•š๐•˜๐•™๐•ฅ๐•๐•ช ๐•“๐•๐• ๐•ค๐•ค๐• ๐•ž.
(ยง๐‘œะผEt๐•€ะผeโ‚ด ๐“˜ า“๏ฝ…๏ฝ…แ’ช แ’ช๐•€าœ๏ฝ… ๐“˜'ะผ ๐š ลด๏ฝ…๏ฝ…แ—ช ไธ…โ“—๐šไธ…'โ‚ด แต‡๏ฝ…๏ฝ…เธ  ยงฯั๐‘œ๐“Št๐•€เธ g ๐“Šฯ ๐šเธ แ—ช ไธ…โ“—ั๐‘œ๐“Šgโ“—๐‘œ๐“Št ๐šแ’ชแ’ช ๐‘œา“ ะผโ“Ž แ’ช๐‘œ๐ฏ๏ฝ…แ—ช ๐‘œเธ ๏ฝ…โ‚ด ยง๐•€แ—ช๏ฝ…ลด๐šแ’ชาœโ‚ด)
๐”ฝ๐• ๐•ฆ๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•ค๐• ๐•ž๐•– ๐• ๐•— ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐•“๐•–๐•ค๐•ฅ๐•–๐•ค๐•ฅ ๐•”๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ก๐•๐•– ๐•ก๐•š๐•–๐•”๐•–๐•ค ๐• ๐•— ๐••๐•ฃ๐•š๐•—๐•ฅ๐•จ๐• ๐• ๐•• ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•’๐•ฅ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ'๐•ง๐•– ๐•ก๐•ฃ๐• ๐•“๐•’๐•“๐•๐•ช ๐•–๐•ง๐•–๐•ฃ ๐•ค๐•–๐•–๐•Ÿ!
๐•€ ๐•œ๐•–๐•–๐•ก ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•œ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•’๐•“๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฅ ๐•™๐• ๐•จ ๐•’ ๐•Ž๐•š๐•ฅ๐•”๐•™ ๐•๐•š๐•œ๐•– ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•จ๐• ๐•ฆ๐•๐•• ๐•ฃ๐•–๐•’๐•๐•๐•ช ๐•ฃ๐•–๐•’๐•๐•๐•ช ๐•๐•š๐•œ๐•– ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•–๐•ž..
(แŽถใ„–๐ญ๐ญฮฑ ไธ‚๐ญใ„–แ‘ญ ฮฑโ“›โ“› ฮœ๐• ๐ญ๏ฝˆ๐’พโ„•ะบ๐’พโ„•แŽถ ไธ‚ใ„–ใ„–โ„• ๐ญ๏ฝˆใ„–แต˜แŽถ๏ฝˆ ๅŒšฮฑแต˜ไธ‚โ“” ๐’พ ฤใ„–โ„•'๐ญ โ„โ“”ฮฑโ“›โ“›๐• โ„•โ“”โ“”ฤ ฮฑโ„•๐•ใ„–โ„•โ“” ใ„–๐Ÿ ๐ญ๏ฝˆโ“”ไธ‚โ“” ๐Ÿใ„–โ„โ“”ไธ‚๐ญ ๅŒšโ„โ“”ฮฑ๐ญแต˜โ„โ“”ไธ‚ ไธ‚โ“”โ“”๐’พโ„•แŽถ ฮœโ“” ๅŒšโ„๐•๐’พโ„•แŽถ)
๐”ธ๐•๐• ๐•š๐•Ÿ ๐•’๐•๐•, ๐•™๐•–๐•ฃ๐•– ๐•€ ๐•’๐•ž ๐•’๐•˜๐•’๐•š๐•Ÿ, ๐•š๐•Ÿ ๐•ž๐•ช ๐•™๐•–๐•’๐••..
โ„๐• ๐•ก๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜, ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•’๐•ฅ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ ๐•’๐•ฃ๐•– '๐•˜๐• ๐• ๐••๐•–๐•ฃ ' ๐• ๐•—๐•— ๐•จ๐•š๐•ฅ๐•™๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฅ ๐•ž๐•–.
(๐‘’๏ฝ–๐‘’๐ ไธ‚ร˜ แŽฅ โ“•๐‘’๐‘’แ’ช ๐šไธ‚ ๐“๐“ฑร˜เธข๐•˜๐“ฑ ร˜๐๐‘’ ๐“ญ๐š๐”‚ ๐”‚ร˜เธข ๐šั๐‘’ ๐•˜ร˜ฦ—๐๐•˜ ๐“ร˜ โ“•ฦ—๐๐“ญ ะผ๐‘’)
- Jaded, amongst the Stars โœจ
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โ–‘Iโ–‘ โ–‘tโ–‘hโ–‘iโ–‘nโ–‘kโ–‘ โ–‘wโ–‘eโ–‘ โ–‘fโ–‘iโ–‘nโ–‘dโ–‘
โ–‘oโ–‘uโ–‘rโ–‘ โ–‘sโ–‘oโ–‘uโ–‘lโ–‘mโ–‘aโ–‘tโ–‘eโ–‘sโ–‘
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โ–‘iโ–‘nโ–‘ โ–‘tโ–‘hโ–‘eโ–‘ โ–‘sโ–‘aโ–‘mโ–‘eโ–‘
โ–‘pโ–‘lโ–‘aโ–‘cโ–‘eโ–‘sโ–‘ โ–‘wโ–‘eโ–‘ โ–‘gโ–‘oโ–‘
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โ–‘tโ–‘oโ–‘ โ–‘fโ–‘iโ–‘nโ–‘dโ–‘ โ–‘oโ–‘uโ–‘rโ–‘
โ–‘sโ–‘oโ–‘uโ–‘lโ–‘sโ–‘.โ–‘.โ–‘
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โ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃ
๐“˜ ๐“ผ๐“ฝ๐“ฒ๐“ต๐“ต ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ด ๐“˜'๐“ญ ๐“ผ๐“ช๐”‚ ๐”‚๐“ฎ๐“ผ..
.. ๐“ช๐“ท๐“ญ ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ช๐“ฝ'๐“ผ ๐”€๐“ฑ๐“ช๐“ฝ ๐”€๐“ช๐“ด๐“ฎ๐“ผ ๐“ถ๐“ฎ ๐“พ๐“น ๐“ช๐“ฝ ๐“ท๐“ฒ๐“ฐ๐“ฑ๐“ฝ.
โ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃ
๐“๐“ป๐“ฎ ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ๐“ผ๐“ฎ ๐“ฎ๐“ฟ๐“ฎ๐“ท ๐“ท๐“ฎ๐“ฌ๐“ฎ๐“ผ๐“ผ๐“ช๐“ป๐”‚ ๐“ญ๐“ป๐“ฎ๐“ช๐“ถ๐“ผ?.
.. ๐“ช๐“ป๐“ฎ ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ๐”‚ ๐“ท๐“ฒ๐“ฐ๐“ฑ๐“ฝ๐“ถ๐“ช๐“ป๐“ฎ๐“ผ?
โ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃ
๐“˜ ๐“ด๐“ท๐“ธ๐”€ ๐“˜ ๐“ญ๐“ธ๐“ท'๐“ฝ ๐”€๐“ช๐“ท๐“ฝ ๐“ฒ๐“ฝ..
.. ๐“ญ๐“ธ๐“ท'๐“ฝ ๐”€๐“ช๐“ท๐“ฝ ๐”‚๐“ธ๐“พ.
โ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃ
๐“๐“ท๐“ญ ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ๐“ท, ๐”‚๐“ธ๐“พ'๐“ป๐“ฎ ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ฎ๐“ป๐“ฎ..
.. ๐“ช๐“ท๐“ญ ๐“ท๐“ธ๐“ฝ๐“ฑ๐“ฒ๐“ท๐“ฐ ๐“˜'๐“ฟ๐“ฎ ๐“ฎ๐“ฟ๐“ฎ๐“ป ๐“ผ๐“ช๐“ฒ๐“ญ ๐“ฎ๐“ฟ๐“ฎ๐“ท ๐“ถ๐“ช๐“ฝ๐“ฝ๐“ฎ๐“ป๐“ฎ๐“ญ.
โ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃโ–ฃ
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*โ€ข*โ€ข*โ€ข*โ€ข*..
She was a much better kisser than you..
Such a bitter sweet, this Gremlicorn-Queen.
And I think she tried that much harder because she knew that you were the one that was on my mind, at that time.
And to be honest, Her and I, the things that we shared;
Didnโ€™t mean shit. To either of us.
I suppose maybe we both held onto a ghost that haunted the very center of our souls.
Where our hearts should have been found, cold.
But there wasnt anything left there, at all.
And I just donโ€™t know if that makes us shitty people or not.
Or perhaps even, the smartest couple of fucks that had ever lived because..
That shit worked.
I think I'll still see you as my best.
Not that I'm really interested in finding that again anyways.
But now I know, you donโ€™t deserve me.
And I feel confident in that now, I can restrain from.. You
*โ€ข*โ€ข*โ€ข*โ€ข*..
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