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a salty treason

a salty treason made of tears betraying her subtly for the tender heart she has as she counted souls on the road to perdition she asked that they all spare an ounce of paint so she could wrest a better image for herself in the fashion magazines lovely she lay wrapped in the golden glow of sunlight expressing all of her hopeful dreams that others would have left littering the road to redemption lovely she inked herself into the trending news and spread a carpet of rose petals for her to lay on waiting for rescue we are all lovely on the road to perdition we all dream big dreams of where we always hoped to be we all paint our loves on our sleeves in brilliant colors never expecting the tears never wanting a salty treason

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