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a kiss for a rose [ 𝒶𝒸𝒸𝑒𝓅𝓉𝒾𝓃𝑔 ]
0.17 a kiss last thing at night
slender crescent moon hangs low , weak yellow light . safe indoors . chipped red fingernails claw at heavy fabric , painted eyelids heavy with exhaustion . " 𝓬𝓱𝓪𝓻 ... " chewy in her mouth , lungs inflate , charlie ... charlie ... rolls around in thick throws , gooey gash on her brow weeping and crusting in her fair hair . chapped lips suffocate his , flakes of lip paint rub tight against his swollen skin . 𝓶𝓸𝓪𝓷𝓼 𝓭𝓮𝓼𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓵𝔂 . adrenaline swells in her veins , breath strained and desperate . not caught ... no one caught ... yet . " tell me ... " hungry , ravenous ... refuses sleep ... not yet . needs more ... " how i'd die ... in stab ... "