Mar 2021
A double-edged sword,
so pure,
jealous
and evil,
meant to comfort all that wield it,
All bow to it,
all long for it,
all perish in its wake.
so pure,
jealous
and evil,
meant to comfort all that wield it,
All bow to it,
all long for it,
all perish in its wake.
Love is a weapon
(17/M/Virginia)
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