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a crash in the night. gasps from people like air deflating from a balloon, decrescendo into the whispers of horror, where the words are left unattended to slip away without a trace alas the promises don't link much longer flying like a bird, free in the air until it's wings snap shut, folding forever falling to the depths of consequence below at what price? the beetle scampers to avoid it's demise but it's only enclosed walls among itself from the moment the lamp flickers off to the moment the beetle's shell is crushed its all in favor: for the masked partier --- haha,, funny poem thing that may or may not foreshadow what will happen IM A NEW WRITER PLEASE DONT DUNK ON ME HFJFJDJDJDJDDJFFJSJSAKAAKSKSKSSS IT MAY SEEM OOC SAME WITH MY OTHER STORIES HEL PAJJCCKKACKZMSKK
'A Party Request.'
