𝔞𝔠𝔱 𝔬𝔫𝔢!

where did my innocence go?

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' they placed a blade in the children's hands,
and called it a game.
had them hunt, maim and kill one another,
and called it a game.
of course they snapped,
because how could it ever be a game to them?
of course they took those same blades,
and turned them on their oppressors '

—all they would ever be were sharp teeth and jagged edges, so they may as well put them to use!

—summer