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Mar 2021
With eyes the color of magma, he watches.
Those nightmare eyes.
Implanting darkness in the mind with a look.
A single glare.
Always glaring.
Why is he so angry?
All the time…
Just filled with…

Rage.
IlliterateCardinal007
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IlliterateCardinal007  14/FTM/Kansas
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