Purple Pizza

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It's basically a tree I love being killed.

Writing Streak Week 5 Day 2

August 11, 2020

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The greenery eludes me, the warmth of its bosom comforts me, and the scent of its life makes me happy.
The thin and bony fingers trapped me.
Life turned into ever strangling death.
The warmth of its bosom shrieked in utmost misery.
And the greenery turned black and my eyes went blind.
The greenery eludes me, the warmth of its bosom comforts me, and the scent of its life makes me happy.
 

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