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Some people will walk in circles. You will stumble into their winding path, and they will try to ensorcell you. Their breath will plume, become as the clouds, thick and heavy, laced around your ankles. Hot and cold, they will numb and invigorate your senses, tease your mind until you can't feel the ground. They will tell you of stars, infernal and shrowded; they will tell you they dance with devils and have a tongue touched by angels. Divine and saintly, they will lead you round and round if you succumb. But keep your eye on their lips, cherry red and burnt. Their words are naught but smoke, dearest one. And look! Look at how their ankles are turned!
As I suppose this is Anna who is liking my posts, I hope you find enjoyment in the anons that choose to plague this blog
From what I’ve seen, you’re the one who worries too much