| taste_of_a_lie | ||
| Death of a Rose |
after viewing her repose and response, after having brushed my lips against her skin, before I could express myself before her, a lie brought forth a numbness. it wasn't of her, I know, it could have been nothing more than someone elses dirt, but it was a lie, and i tasted it all the same. . |
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| birdmad | (starts off sweet, but unlike a good chocolate, the sweetness fades and the bitterness eclipses everything for a while) | 101105 |