Feb 2021
The horrors of oblivion swamped in tears.
Vehement loathing for my grotesque deformities.
Staying clear of the shadows, dusk always finds me.
The rotten odor chokes and suffocates.
Vehement loathing for my grotesque deformities.
Staying clear of the shadows, dusk always finds me.
The rotten odor chokes and suffocates.
