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Hidden forces
A lone tear, glistening like a dim star, silently weeps, hidden deep in her empty gaze, longing for a forbidden past.
Hidden forces rule her earthly life, the ticking of time methodically noting her growing desire.
The grim reaper paints her own blood across the canvas of her lonely existence, creating an abstract image.
I hung it on my wall, stared at it for a long time. The unearthly work of art was...
Unworldly empty.
© Shinku
Hidden forces rule her earthly life, the ticking of time methodically noting her growing desire.
The grim reaper paints her own blood across the canvas of her lonely existence, creating an abstract image.
I hung it on my wall, stared at it for a long time. The unearthly work of art was...
Unworldly empty.
© Shinku
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