May

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My love , do you remember mucilaginous toxicity of may ? Chaos may have killed the dinosaurs....but it was my own inkling that killed me. When you walked away barefoot , away from the meadow of my bliss , it left a bed in your shape. Looking over it , ached like hell burning in a church. An Angel's wings on fire.

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