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LaughterShe closed her eyes, feeling herself fall down amidst the people around her. Their cries of worried were ignored as her mind slipped into another world, a world of darkness.Laughter
She stood there in battered clothing atop of a pedestal surrounded by nothing but the wind. Staying quiet the girl listened to the dark laughter, not being able to tell where it was coming from.
She blinked.
And the scene changed.
Moving from the pedestal to an unkempt grave yard, she was sitting atop of a tomb that was blank. Her fingers reached out to touch the cold, hard stone in order to trace the outline of it. Wher
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- Current Residence: New York City
- Interests: Music & Art
- Favourite band or musician: Dir en grey
- Favourite genre of music: J-Rock
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