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deconstructing_beauty
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misstree loves her decorations
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i need to take down all the trinkets from my recently glorified window, so that they can be moved across the room. it hurts me, to dismantle this thing of beauty, this intricate shrine, even though it shall be recrafted, because it will be different in subtle ways, a new creation, unique, an echo of the one that has me so enamored. i stall. i stall and stall, but until i do this one almost-cruel task, i can progess no more with the rest of my bedecking and bejewling and draping and festooning, my room will be in the same unfinished state. red bull, lend me strength, for i must kill my child.
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030913
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the knights who say ni!
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ni!
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ashmanzhou
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thou wilst burn the delicate being that is sitting fragile there the world turns and bitter words burn any beauty ever here the hatred seeded gnaws and bites a beautiful soule away makes it dead and hard and cold and the soule doth hatest its own innate intrinsic beauty the soul burns with fire internal a fire quashed by death alone and in death a beauty deconstructed is terrible beauty beauty without is meaningless juxtaposed to what soullessness remains within
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three words
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deconstructing_beauty death_tool speed_of_healing
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050221
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Mister Brightside
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i never try to deconstruct beauty but that has never stopped beauty, in one form, in one incarnation or another, from deconstructing me. vivisect
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050222
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tessa
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beneath beauty there is nothing
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050223
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phil
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050223
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egger
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050223
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what's it to you?
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blather
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