Random Stuff

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Just random stuff I came up with put into one chapter

You didn't weep, you didn't treat it, you didn't pick at the scab. You just scarred.

11/30/22

You suggested that I cut you open and play around with your insides just to prove a point. But I don't need to cut you open to see that you're already beautiful on the inside.

what the hell did i just spit

11/29/22

The sun's rays made it seem like you were King Midas himself. The tears' streams that stained your face painted you gold. I fear I may be Marigold.

12/3/22

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