Oct 2014
Sent to a world full of sorrow
Descending into arms the same
The yearning for a touch
Even if it hurts it's still wanted
A double ended sword sharpened
Ready to cut the non sense
Descending into arms the same
The yearning for a touch
Even if it hurts it's still wanted
A double ended sword sharpened
Ready to cut the non sense
(30/M/NC)
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