Nov 2018
You stole my heart and
and cut its creation
in small meaningless pieces.
And as I laid on the scarlet
flamed floor, I could feel
your ragged knifed existence
suffocating my kingdom.
and cut its creation
in small meaningless pieces.
And as I laid on the scarlet
flamed floor, I could feel
your ragged knifed existence
suffocating my kingdom.
(30/M/Middlesex, NC)
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