𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 in the spaces between ribs / in the cataclysmic hollows of our throats ---- like a hymnal sang in a broken voice , like a prayer falling from bloodied lips . they are strangeness intertwined , oddities tracing the insides of their mouths / 𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖍𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖞𝖘𝖚𝖈𝖐𝖑𝖊 & 𝖘𝖆𝖈𝖗𝖎𝖋𝖎𝖈𝖊 / what does your loneliness taste like ? 𝙙𝙤𝙣'𝙩 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙢𝙚 , 𝙞 𝙖𝙡𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙮 𝙠𝙣𝙤𝙬 ❛ what are you doing ? ❜ ARE YOUR INSIDES ROTTEN ? are you some picture of decay , of ghosts , of hell - fire and sorrow ? taste my agony , tell me what the fires & bloodshed remind you of : 𝙖 𝙩𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙮𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙫𝙞𝙤𝙡𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙚 , 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙞𝙩 𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙡𝙡𝙨 𝙢𝙮 𝙣𝙖𝙢𝙚 . he steps closer to her , the corners of his eyes watching as the ghosts bleed away from view 𝖙𝖍𝖊𝖞'𝖗𝖊 𝖆𝖑𝖑 𝖘𝖔 𝖘𝖈𝖆𝖗𝖊𝖉 𝖔𝖋 𝖒𝖊 fingertips pick apart a slice of bread on her counter , gaze trained on the lingering death that lurks in the corners ---- the shadows too dark , the lights that flicker , the air like corpses left to turn into bones . ❛ last time i checked , you didn’t need to do anything . . . special to summon me . ❜
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