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Although they had no breath they were shallow, pained. Forced to exist between life and death, never to live never to die.
Acceptance was theirs to control.
Acceptance was their only relief.
Acceptance was their freedom, chains.
Acceptance was their order.
To disobey led only to pain. An eternal punishment, the pain of death. To be taunted with the very thing so many of them yearned. Kept on the edge; can see but can't touch.
Cuͬtͣeͯ.
07
Black leaves crumble under guarded claws; bright eyes gaze benevolently.
You feel your soul warm immediately, you feel loved. You feel at home.
No.
You refuse to call this prison your home.
Those kind eyes swell with knowing pity.
She knows. But so do you.
Your rebel act will rot you from within.
Slowly.
Till only a husk remain, another toy, another trophy, left alone, left discarded.
ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴɴᴏᴛ ᴇsᴄᴀᴘᴇ,
sᴏ ᴡʜʏ ғɪɢʜᴛ ɪᴛ?
̶W̶̶h̶̶y̶ ̶f̶̶i̶̶g̶̶h̶̶t̶ ̶M̶̶e̶̶?̶
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The void beckons to the faulted.
I’m just being given new reasons to sob every day. LMK season 5… TPD season 6… When will my pain cease.
shadowpeach this, mk's ever growing trauma that, and 9 headed this- can we talk about the true important thing about lmk season 5, of how the Teal Dragon of the East and the White Tiger of the West where just husbands, cuddling together in their final moments?
The pressing foreheads together as they fade away and give the gang their crystals?
Not normal about them