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the howl of a hound tears through flesh,
avenging retired fangs and honouring the wishes of the dead.
dressed down in funeral attire,
maintaining poise in starched button-downs
laddered seams in stockings are a wear and tear of failed runaways,
frayed linen bleeds red, piping at the sleeves of the afflicted
similar to how a magician leaves offerings of handkerchiefs to crestfallen some(no)bodies.
his preferred art medium is distraction;
chasing rabbits down the same hole that the lifeless take refuge in
whilst supposed 'mourners' fan away dandelion smiles with last minute eulogies.
bouquet tosses seek their final resting place-
a vow finalised in silver and gold, promised only to part in mortem
meets the happily ever after of wicker caskets.
the pathetic fallacy of april showers
assist in furnishing the abundance of florals,
something you receive once in a deathtime...
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VAMPIRE_FREAK
I feel like I'd find a book with this in it at an abandoned old rainy church O_O
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AHHH YW LOL >:DD
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Sakenoto
i like it!
i'm so glad, thank you!
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