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Gentle lashes and subtle smirk
Crystals in his chest
Hands wrapped warmly on my back
Right here is where I rest

Crisply bow before the beating claps
Deception to the death sentence
We narrowly escaped
Fate

For it was a realization
As blur begged for desensitization
That time became isolation
End this tragedy before traumatization

Dousing the double edged sword in dish soap

To share the crystals in his chest
Illumination murders invalidation

we don't get to be sad
we get to be stronger.
-vivi

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