Ophelia Xx


UntitledI am pinned through the breast like a specimen not yet preserved, beating my wings, sobbing for release, unwilling to confess my loss. Fighting makes my heart race, my cheeks flush, my eyes grow large and dark as if the only flame were snuffed out, and I scratch in the dark to see you. You inquire of me, "What can this mean?" as I struggle against the force of it, and feel the deep thrust of begging; begging, "Stop, stop, stay."Untitled

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On Parallelism
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My sin is definitely pride.
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