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something ripped off the mask. it peeled all that skin and most of what you could see was flesh. blood crusted flesh and stray skin unmasked.

he revauled her worthlessness and painted forlorn art with a gentle thumb's stroke, using her tears because Mary was apart of rosie, already sunk inside sorrow.

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