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Totentanz

 
 
 
 
 
 
Her wounds were sealed with a ruby wax  
that bled open when the sun shone  
her lips were sewn shut with threads  
spun from the entrails of memories    
she wore the night for a cloak  
and danced with the bones of old ghosts  
who’d carved their names on her skin
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Written by lepperochan (CraicDealer)
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