Chapter Five
Hex
me told her
I dreamt of a devil that knew her
Pale white skin
with strawberry gashes all over all over
"I DO NOT!" Screamed Michael as he—she sliced at her wrists with a can of pop.

Chapter Five
Hex
me told her
I dreamt of a devil that knew her
Pale white skin
with strawberry gashes all over all over
"I DO NOT!" Screamed Michael as he—she sliced at her wrists with a can of pop.
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