Feb 2014
Impaled on corrosed spikes
Eviscerated and immobile
The silent devouring
By countless debauched ghosts
With different agendas
And insatiable appetite
For my flesh.
Eviscerated and immobile
The silent devouring
By countless debauched ghosts
With different agendas
And insatiable appetite
For my flesh.
(32/F/Standing on the gallows)
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