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Ashe
My white pearls broke.
One by one they hit the ground turning in to dust.
The pictures of the wall cracked and fell to the
ground turning in to ashe dust.
The wallpaper pealed, and so did my skin.
The rusty walls set fire,and so did my flesh.
And so the walls fell, left like rubble.
So did my bones.
One by one they hit the ground turning in to dust.
The pictures of the wall cracked and fell to the
ground turning in to ashe dust.
The wallpaper pealed, and so did my skin.
The rusty walls set fire,and so did my flesh.
And so the walls fell, left like rubble.
So did my bones.
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