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purple screams

a flower so bright stained by life and in the darkness of the night she tries to fight with the demons inside her head sucking out her life but now it's over the fight, a black clover symbol of demons hover around her; demons are her lover a flower so white now seems dark to sight she traps the light and fights with all her might a dark light: a paradox a sweet innocent dangerous fox a darkness trapped in a box a darkness she once sought is jow caged inside never got out but it has tried and she is done; she has cried and a smile so bright is mostly a lie a flower now dark way off the mark her screams not heard oh hark trapped in a glass jar and so she smiles her bright smile insecure inside; has been defiled her pain inside organized-filed she is happy or is she a lost child a purple hue happiness overdue but she found a dew of hope-cool but lewd so her smile so wide hides secrets inside a flower so soft tear it n u'll see rough she ain't no buff and yes she huffs and puffs but don't light the fire or you will retire in a case so dire even Sherlock Holmes will be tired a flower she is just let her be herself and roam free just smile n let her smile till she mixes in with the sands of dee



Murasakino Hana
-Yakaa: Jujaan

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