You had promised to take the knife out
You ask, where is that knife now?
The knife, you so called 'yanked out'
When all you did, was twist and deepen the pain
All I was.. was a pawn in your game.
You ask me, where is the knife now?
The one.....
Back-stab, Blood, Depression, Gothic, Poetry, knife
He has a flurrying bundle of twenty one tails, (his species grow more as they age) that he keeps in a braid or strapped across his back most days, but due to some shrapnel injuries in a few of them, he doesn't like them being messed with.
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art by fa: siriusdog
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a failure to stand up
"dad," venti said, "i appreciate what you're trying to do, but let me handle this situation with my father, okay?"
the response didn't surprise him.
Fiction, Hyena, Jackal, Microfiction, Novel, Venti, Welcome Back to Cappuccinos!
I kinda can't promise i'll get back to uploading new stuff like i used to because last time i did so... it kinda didn't work out due to unexpecting life stuffz.
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