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I'm not your perfect fairy tale

January is the color of her skin

Searching through my blackened veins, uncontrolled in a different way

Contempress

She wore her scars as her best attire. A stunning dress made of hellfire

I would have stayed up with you all night, had I known how to save a life

Eternally Yours

But though you're still with me, I've been alone all along

Malicious

Antisocialist

Let it burn

Oblivion

I am my own special creation

Not your baby

Do not test me!

Through The Ghost

Close your eyes, clear your heart, let it go

Supernatural woman, supernatural freak

She says, yeah, he's still coming, just a little bit late

The courage to be is the courage to accept oneself, in spite of being unacceptable