"I don't have feelings"
He told me
Rephrasing what the doctors named his demons.
The shadows lurking behind every corner of our precious moments.
Lashing their whips to control this lion of a man.
"I'll be good"
He tells me
Bending down to his knee as a sacrifice a soldier makes to protect his Lady.
I do not know of any woman less worthy than I
Nov 3, 2017
Nov 3, 2017 at 11:40 PM UTC
"I don't have feelings"
He told me
Rephrasing what the doctors named his demons.
The shadows lurking behind every corner of our precious moments.
Lashing their whips to control this lion of a man.
"I'll be good"
He tells me
Bending down to his knee as a sacrifice a soldier makes to protect his Lady.
I do not know of any woman less worthy than I
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