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Me n my lady 💙

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But like…..

As the small, childlike hopes of our former, younger selves fall through the cracks in the sidewalks, it's where the vines grow. Where the untamed thorns come alive, the shadows that grow in the dark. The fortresses that rest in sleepy towns, in cozy suburbia. So perfect so sweet. On the surface, which perhaps is what makes it so dangerous. Where we let the killer bloom drag our wonder down, the living chemicals seeping and poisoning, the festering malice growing ever so slowly.