*her opal veins cut open
the liquid candy foamed
eleven winters seasoned
with skin as pure as snow
you may have killed her virtue
but you did not **** her soul.*
Jan 30, 2015
Jan 30, 2015 at 7:11 PM UTC
*her opal veins cut open
the liquid candy foamed
eleven winters seasoned
with skin as pure as snow
you may have killed her virtue
but you did not **** her soul.*
