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I have flaws, I have flaws and I know I always will be... this misery... these cold, creeping feelings, this house of memories is still taunting me, a complete, exuberant prison, what else... could I do? A growing flower with nowhere to run, a carnation... I chose you, dead, but still golden for all you did, for a better life... you took my own life, a life that still... had a sun, place yourself... the rose... and rest in the... tomb, rest knowing there will always be a better name... it hurts... you are... the butterfly, and I... the parasite, but at night... vultures fly... beyond your blind... eye...
2026-05-13 17:16:19