darkChocolatePuppy

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By darkChocolatePuppy

Music and milk mist can smooth her pink sky

Red death day is my rain blue beauty

I scream in the blood of the purple moon when I sleep in black hot honey

Together we cry diamond tears that crush our souls in wax

The storm wasps bleed with aches in the summer that rust never in the winter

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