they hurt to open
as the storm
Hits
these lands ..
awakening
The dead ..
blood shot eyes ..
as she cries ..
sleepless nights..
feel her heart
die
a thousand
Crimes
thunderous
time
You can’t break an alchemist 🤍 everything thrown simply becomes something to rise from & it’s funny how people can speak on you so bo...
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