broken_children
sab a trail of broken children
rusty wind up toys
spinning and whirling
out of control
smashing into everything around them
springs and torn tin
tearing shreds from everything they come into contact with
everytime they touch something
they come away
bloodied.

they look into the mirror
and do not recognise that
most of the blood they are covered in
is not theirs

dried blood turns black and cracks
to reveal
other dried blood
underneath

covered in layers and layers and layers
of other people's pain.

the screaming of gears rusted nearly still
a wailing siren of warning
blood is coming
blood is coming

children, look to the hills.
there is blood acoming.
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fierce_otterpup aaahhhh

yes.



i will not drown in this. i will not be consumed by it. i have my own child to tend to and i'm tired of nursing other peoples. especially when the children are younger than me.

and she is not the most demanding. he is enough. she is too much.

actually they all are.

you're my saviour. a sweet release. obligation free love. who ever thought of such an idea...
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egger . 040308
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sabbie for you otterpup
you and all the others

obligation_free_love
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Tenra you broke my childhood.

I forgive you.

But i broke the mirror.

Sorry.
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fix i broke a big mirror once..
i glued it back together..
i still think it made some bad luck though.

oh well...

that child needs love... it can be happy even if it doen't have natural parents.
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Lady Lightness two_damaged_children 070324
what's it to you?
who go
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