fury riptide
..
allow my words to kill Every Hope you bleed ...
But that would only make me
Weak ..
see? She speaks ..
lovingly ..
while you shoot at point blank range ..
bullets fired into my brain ..
ricochet
Yesterday, under the glow of the last super full moon of the year, I stretched into its light, letting thee energy of this sacred moment f...
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