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It was another of those overcast days. Those overcast days that made you feel as if the world wasn't doing anything special today. Mark was in his garden sweeping the path with his wicker broom. The leaves had fallen, autumn was here. Nicodemus, his black and white cat, was playing around, messing up leaves as he went. Mark had to smile, the cat knew what he was doing. He supposed that out of everything in the world, the cat knew him best. While it was nice to be occumpanied by such a playful companion it was still sad. His sweeping was nearly finished, all he had to do was sweep the last of the path. Once he had
Daughter-girlYour daggers of hatred carve out crimson paths of tears burning my face the words of a hundred broken promises nights of neglection and disappointment are suddenly turned on me I deserve this.Daughter-girl
I've given you yet another reason to hate being a part of my life to hate being a part of me. All the pain I keep causing
the hearts I keep breaking- I understand why my face brings resentment I'm still unforgiven.
What have I become
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Cherry drops reminds me of the Japanese for cherry fruit, sakuranbo.
Shidarezakura is the name for weeping cherry. It is a cherry tree whose branches fall, like the weeping willow, bearing cascades of pink flowers.
thank you for allowing me to visit
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Humanity gives me the creeps
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[He Dreamed Up A God And Called It Christianity]
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Humanity gives me the creeps
My Art Account: xXLolitaRoseXx
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[He Dreamed Up A God And Called It Christianity]
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Humanity gives me the creeps
My Art Account: xXLolitaRoseXx
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[He Dreamed Up A God And Called It Christianity]
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