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Angelic extravagation for the eyes of a mortal man,
Your elegant inspiration a respite to an intricate plan.
Beautiful red petals dance before me, f..
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My angel, the misunderstood misanthropist...
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The whispers of an abandoned morality still pull in the back of my mind...
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My biggest and most personal project
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A Chapter by Demyra
Another dull day...I look in the mirror again; the gash was still bleeding, just above my left eye. I wipe it away with my hand, and my mascara wipes..
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A Chapter by Demyra
2) A Moment's Reprieve
I skipped school, and headed home, torn between being both afraid, and being pissed off. I was afraid of what else she coul..
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A Chapter by Demyra
"There's no need, I gotta car. I'll take you home."
She smiles, but her eyes seem to say 'thanks' with a hint of sarcasm, with a trailed..
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A Chapter by Demyra
A flicker of silver, and a rush of crimson. Was it for the better? If I didn't 'die' that night, would I still have been so miserable? Would I have e..
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A Chapter by Demyra
I looked in the mirror, and saw how my makeup had run down my face. My hair was the same color her's was...my makeup had run, only the way I always p..
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A Chapter by Demyra
My hair again covered a point of discontinuation, where my makeup less face would show. Waking up that morning felt entirely different, it felt like ..
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