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๐Ÿœ™ ๐˜๐Ž๐”๐‘ ๐‡๐„๐€๐‘๐“ ๐ˆ๐’ ๐˜—๐˜–๐˜œ๐˜•๐˜‹๐˜๐˜•๐˜Ž. *:๏ฝฅ๏พŸโœง*:๏ฝฅ๏พŸ
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lips curling into a teasing smirk , nodding in agreement to the request . he would be careful , that much could be promised . if the puppets that endured could be saved , he would do all he could to help .
โ €โ €โ € โ €โ €โ € a heavy sigh ๏ผŽ โ €โ €โ € why is this far โ €โ €โ € more work than โ €โ €โ € he was ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ .แฃ โ €โ €โ € โธโธโ €โ €okayใ€ โ €โ €๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๏ผŽ โ €โ €โ € TRY to be a little โ €โ €โ € more mindful .แฃ .แฃ โ € โธโธ โ €โ €โ €
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shoulders lift in a small shrug , it wasn't entirely /his/ fault . besides those puppets weren't playing all that nice before .
โ €โ €โ € โ €โ €โ € you make quite โ €โ €โ € the mess ๏ผŽ โ €โ €โ € listen up &อŸ โ €โ €โ € cut it out ๏ผŽ โ €โ €โ €
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โ €โ €โ € โ €โ €โ € yesใ€ โ €โ €I mean โ €โ €โ € youใ€ โ €โ €โ € แถœแตƒสณหกแต’ ๏ผŽ โ €โ €โ €
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RT @OfSweepersWill: โ€œ I die as I lived... Without regret... Remember me, Vรฉronique of Krat โ€ #LiesOfPRP #LoPRP #VideoGameRP #MVRPโ€ฆ
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the sight before him was a portrait of cerulean suffering . no soul should've ever been made to endure anything even close to this . why her ? why the most gentle of beings brought to this . his throat closes , tight with a feeling he cannot express .
โ €โ €โ € โ €โ €โ € the quiver in his โ €โ €โ € voice doesn't go โ €โ €โ € unnoticedใ€ โ €โ €nor โ €โ €โ € does it fail to not โ €โ €โ € tear her asunder โ €โ €โ € all the more ๏ผŽ โ €โ €โ € he never should have โ €โ €โ € had to see her like โ €โ €โ € this.ฬฒ.ฬฒ.ฬฒ โ €โ €but what โ €โ†“ โจพเผŠยท
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he wasn't ready to let her go . not after coming this far , after doing so much for krat . how could this place , the hotel , or any of it feel like home without her ? โ. . . p-please . . . โž there had to be something he ๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—น๐—ฑ do to fix this , all of it .
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he felt selfish , for wanting her to hang on just a little longer for him . after spending all of this time guiding him . . . he couldn't lose her . he couldn't ๐™—๐™š without her . there was so much ergo around them . so much concentrated essence of life . . .
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๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ข๐™ฅ๐™ค๐™ง๐™–๐™ง๐™ฎ ๐™ฅ๐™ž๐™ฃ๐™ฃ๐™š๐™™
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eimory.xn--6ii maybe I make a new little pinned here, I see the verse is coming alive ๐Ÿ’•

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RT @StarSkySelene: โ € ๐™ ๐™€ ๐™ˆ ๐™‹ ๐™‹ ๐™„ ๐™‰ ๐™‰ ๐™€ ๐˜ฟ
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at first , it was emptiness . function , and nothing more . one step in front of the other , one swing and another for the sake of survival . but little by little , the ergo within him began to unlock deeply sealed memories . his life ? or carlo's ?
โ €โ €โ € โ €โ €โ € distractions with โ €โ €โ € good intentions ๏ผŽ โ €โ €โ € one after anotherใ€ โ €โ €โ € but isn't that what โ €โ €โ € krat was considered .แฃ โ €โ €โ € the cityโŽฏโŽฏโŽฏ all โ €โ €โ € those innocent โ €โ €โ € peopleโŽฏโŽฏโŽฏ came โ €โ €โ € first ๏ผŽโ €โ €the selfishness โ €โ†“ เผ…
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minutes feel like hours , the stone crumbles beneath shuffling feet . a final decisive blow brings her to her knees , and thus the complete is bested . though there should be a sense of victory . . . . . . there is only dread .
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the final set of doors , a deep rich mahogany engraved with thorns and roses . the imagery of a garden , containing a caged butterfly . ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ . . . ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ . . . ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ . . . โ ๐˜ด-๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ข . . . โž
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