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Taken in by surprise Touching you makes me feel alive Touching you makes me die inside I see hell in your eyes

Jay Gordon – Slept So Long

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Miquella the Unalloyed 🌻

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Flare up and burn it down from corner to corner with that hellfire don't leave a single trace burn down even their souls

Demon Song

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medusa myth

Medusa once had charms; to gain her love A rival crowd of envious lovers strove. They, who have seen her, own, they ne'er did trace More moving features in a sweeter face. Yet above all, her length of hair, they own, In golden ringlets, wav'd and graceful shone. – Ovid, Metamorphoses

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her little friend

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I see hell in your eyes Taken in by surprise Touching you makes me feel alive Touching you makes me die inside I see hell in your eyes

Jay Gordon – Slept for so long

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“This isn't about what is . . . it's about what people think is. It's all imaginary anyway. That's why it's important. People only fight over imaginary things.”

― Neil Gaiman, American Gods

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I've slept so long without you It's tearing me apart too How'd it get this far Playing games with this old heart I've killed a million petty souls But I couldn't kill you Jay Gordon: Slept So Long

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“The TV's the altar. I'm what people are sacrificing to. ''What do they sacrifice?' asked Shadow. ''Their time, mostly,' said Lucy. 'Sometimes each other.”

― Neil Gaiman, quote from American Gods

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O what can ail thee, knight at arms, alone and palely loitering? The sedge has wither'd from the lake, and no birds sing. O What can ail thee, knight at arms, so haggard and so woe-begone? The squirrel's granary is full, and the harvest's done. (c)

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down by the river I was drawn by your grace into tempest of oblivion and to the lovers place ©

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her heart is full of fire, she is a danger itself

weaponised (galvanised) even in mortal guise death would tremble just to take her (c)

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they look alike sweet children, but beware of them...

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Little girls of the broken world like these strange creatures.

They say: there is no treachery in its'warm hearts.

Unlike the people of course.

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