Toxic

hair streaked with daggers and iron filling her lungs each breath a shot of poison that makes me want to run but running makes it worse she gets off on the fighting back so i have to stay completely still and be willing to ache and burn and die until the opportunity comes that i can finally hide

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hair with daggers
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