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16 | Pan | ♀ | ♐ | |
Mine would be a great death. My sins would glow like ancient jewels
with the delicious iridescence of venom.
Aromas of all kinds would flower from my grave; teenage versions of my greatest joys; my secret words of sorrow.
Maybe someone will say that I was loyal or good but only you will remember the way I looked into your eyes.