May 1
Seeing red again.
That eloquent drip
The first slice of skin.
Seeping sorrows syloquently sedudct me.
I dont want to exist in this universe
Anymore.
I'm surviving,
Purely
Out of spite.
That eloquent drip
The first slice of skin.
Seeping sorrows syloquently sedudct me.
I dont want to exist in this universe
Anymore.
I'm surviving,
Purely
Out of spite.
(Pennsylvania, USA)
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