#█ ▌ᴡᴇ ɪɴᴛᴇʀʀᴜᴘᴛ ᴛʜɪs ʙʀᴏᴀᴅᴄᴀsᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙʀɪɴɢ ʏᴏᴜ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʀᴀsʜ ( self promo )

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THE  FIRST  BRIDE  TO  DIE  ,   THE  FIRST  TO  BE  MOURNED.    written by nesa.

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         Dying is an art, like everything else. I do it exceptionally well. I do it so it feels like hell.          I do it so it feels real … I am your opus, I am your valuable, The pure gold baby That melts          to a shriek. I turn and burn. Do not think I underestimate your great concern. Ash, ash–          You poke and stir. Flesh, bone, there is nothing there– A cake of soap, A wedding ring,          A gold filling.          Herr God, Herr Lucifer Beware Beware.

       Out of the ash I rise with my red hair And I eat men like air.