They found you in the night
dressed in bloodstain
swathed in gauze, cotton, taffeta
a white shelter
doused with brown, pink
the hues of our veins.
I never forgave him.
Jan 4, 2013
Jan 4, 2013 at 11:31 PM UTC
They found you in the night
dressed in bloodstain
swathed in gauze, cotton, taffeta
a white shelter
doused with brown, pink
the hues of our veins.
I never forgave him.
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