The circle of despair has begun to spin.
And I'm a tiny fragil thing
Placed above it
As its perimeter gets full of shiny little pins.
It spins
It spins
It spins
And the circle turns red.
Mar 17, 2018
Mar 17, 2018 at 5:27 PM UTC
The circle of despair has begun to spin.
And I'm a tiny fragil thing
Placed above it
As its perimeter gets full of shiny little pins.
It spins
It spins
It spins
And the circle turns red.
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