dec./29/2022, 1:43 AM
this just proves once more
that everyone around me
always dies.
no matter who,
or how close they are to me,
their blood always ends up in my hands.
in every lake I see a reflection that is not mine
and in every blade I see another ocean of blood.
my touch is far more dangerous than poison
for even death itself
fears my name.
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midnight thoughts
Randomthe things i write when i can't sleep no idea when this will update, it kinda just happens the date shown when the chapter starts is when i wrote it
