she wears the 𝔫𝔦𝔤𝔥𝔱
like a mantle of 𝔪𝔶𝔰𝔱𝔢𝔯𝔶,
its colors 𝔰𝔱𝔬𝔩𝔢𝔫 from
crow feather and obsidian
in 𝔰𝔴𝔢𝔢𝔱 solitude of mind,
she listens to wind secrets
and 𝔢𝔠𝔥𝔬𝔢𝔰 of distant star songs.
Drinking deeply of moonlight 𝔪𝔞𝔤𝔦𝔠
and the rich 𝔤𝔬𝔩𝔡𝔢𝔫 hum
from the heart of the universe,
she finds wings and draws 𝔰𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔫𝔤𝔱𝔥
in this cocoon of velvet 𝔡𝔞𝔯𝔨𝔫𝔢𝔰𝔰.
john mark green
𝔰𝔥𝔢 𝔨𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔰;
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' she's ripping at the seams '
' and he's stitching her up '
' with deceitful 𝔩𝔦𝔢𝔰 '
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——— he's a liar, watch your back.
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SHE KILLS; tom riddle
Fanfiction☆ ˚· * SHE KILLS ' shes a killer and he's a liar ' tom riddle ...
