Sep 2019
Darkness,
It flows through my body like blood,
It burns my veins feeling like acid.
When I look in the mirror,
I see a shadow,
A shadow of what I've become.
It flows through my body like blood,
It burns my veins feeling like acid.
When I look in the mirror,
I see a shadow,
A shadow of what I've become.
(19/M/Idaho)
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