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#anyways i'm omw home from a prom-like thing and it was SO FUN
saintchaser · 1 year
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her cold hands against their body, and her lips against theirs;
isn't that funny how war's love story ends?
bittersweet and anguish, and yet to seek revenge
for someone that had once been loved, a ghost of the past?
marlene whispers soft i love yous in the dead of the night,
and dorcas, riddled with grief, thinks they are out of their mind
and maybe they were, falling on their knees and whispering prayers of grief and love,
howling to god for an answer, begging for her
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