Shredded cloth taut over bleeding flesh
soaking red ocean, an affinity for demise
gasping and reaching for an invisible hero.
At least there was an attempt.
Feb 28, 2014
Feb 28, 2014 at 11:57 PM UTC
Shredded cloth taut over bleeding flesh
soaking red ocean, an affinity for demise
gasping and reaching for an invisible hero.
At least there was an attempt.
by: Todd Standard
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