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The black dahlia murder-death mask divine
Sasori leaned over the bruising corpse of his blonde beloved, giving it a slow soulful kiss. The red haired missed the blues eyes that use to shine with life and love. He loved Deidara so much. He would never let the blonde go, never.
The cold winter air blow harshly through the full moons night. He knew no one would understand them. This would his and Deidara's little secret of necromantic sin, no one would find out. His darling was cold and blue now with dull lifeless eyes. Now Deidara would forever be in Sasori's arms, no one else shall hold his dearly beloved.
Sasori laid his head on the blonde's bloody open chest work; his threads were made from the purest intentions of immortal love.
Deidara was Sasori's favorite person and now he would be his favorite doll forever. Sasori would never give his love up.
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