3d
Denuded;
denuded was my soul,
with all that there was to it.
Everything that I touch;
withers without falter—
every time I water these
withered flowers.
denuded was my soul,
with all that there was to it.
Everything that I touch;
withers without falter—
every time I water these
withered flowers.
Think it’s best for me to live alone under my own rules.
In the name of the Godfather,
in the Begotten Son,
and the Unseen Spirit,
Amen.
In the name of the Godfather,
in the Begotten Son,
and the Unseen Spirit,
Amen.
(28/Gender Nonconforming/Jakarta)
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