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₍ 🧸🪓 𓈒 ּ 𓏴 she held the 𝑑ꯁ𝑙𝑙 close ‹ +11 › ﾟ
whispering secrets only lace and porcelain
could hear ‘‘tell me I’m pretty,’’ she mur-
mured. but the reflection never answered.
ㅤ₍ crying in silence ₎ 💭🗝 ⸻⸻ ⊹ ׅ °

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ◦ㅤㅤׄㅤㅤׅㅤㅤ◌ㅤㅤׅㅤㅤּ
ㅤ.‘ ¨ ·.· ¨:
ㅤ ·. 𝑖𝑛𝑛𝑜𝑐𝑒𝑛𝑐𝑒 was a ribbon, tied too tight;
then cut too soon. ୨◌ׄ୧ now the chains . ⏔
hum 𝑙𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑏𝑖𝑒𝑠, and the axe knows her name.
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