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⠀ i see through the 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒔𝒔 my way
⠀ back home ; the journey seems 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔
⠀ but i’ll 𝕮͟𝑨͟𝑹͟𝑹͟𝒀͟ 𝑶𝑵 .
⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐂 𝕯͟𝐑͟𝐀͟𝐕͟𝐄͟𝐍͟ ﹐
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https://t.co/5tRgHTEqy3
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⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ we ⠀ pack ⠀ 𝙙𝙚𝙢𝙤𝙡𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣
⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ we can't pack emotion
⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ blow us a kiss & ———
⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ we'll 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙬 you to 𝙥𝙞𝙚𝙘𝙚𝙨
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⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀( 𝙟𝙖𝙨𝙤𝙣 𝙙𝙚𝙖𝙣 , chaos only )
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⠀
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⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀what kind of 𝙘𝙞𝙧𝙘𝙪𝙨 is this ?
⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀what kind of 𝙛𝙤𝙤𝙡𝙨 are we ?
⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀when is the final curtain ?
⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀what can i do to set me 𝙛𝙧𝙚𝙚 ?
⠀
⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ( kurt wagner , 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩𝙘𝙧𝙖𝙬𝙡𝙚𝙧 )
⠀
⠀
@WlDOWSWEB the last opportunity to do so.
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An airy sob is released between parted petals, crystal still threatening to wash over tainted cheeks in a scream for tenderness. “It doesn’t have to end like this, Nat. We have time—there has to be a way—we can figure this out, please...”
@WlDOWSWEB THIS; an aching heart, isn’t possible.
⠀
⠀He was never one for childish hope.
⠀Not even the Angels where able to
⠀answer his prayers. Maybe if he
⠀pleaded enough...
⠀
Tattered digits caress the silk of her cheek, gathering every texture to his memory, afraid this would be —
It becomes /too/ much—gatherings like this.
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⠀Not like he doesn’t appreciate
⠀the attention.
⠀
It’s said in a rushed tone, charm never leaving a caramel smooth-like voice:
@WlDOWSWEB stung this way since. . .
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A blink of unseeing cerulean. A lick on a cherrypicked curve. It’s so bitter, so painful a hollow huff escapes a tight throat. “Don’t say that—“ He knows ALL about pleading. “Nat, don’t—“ Cinnamon swirls with a turn of a foggy head.
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[ This can’t —