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The Kiss of Death
Auryn Hadley
I always imagined Death's final kiss would be cold. It wasn't.
Four years later, I can still remember the exact shade of his skin: a blue so pale it looked like moonlight. I dream of his touch. Mostly, I paint the man under the heavy cowl, including those perfect lips which ruined mine for anyone else.
I'm obsessed with him.
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