The truth of this Skin
Originally posted on MY VALIANT SOUL:
This Skin is transparent, like a stitch to spew, to flatter the moments of despair. The bruises occur, with an open mouth an empty sheet of braided…
Originally posted on MY VALIANT SOUL:
This Skin is transparent, like a stitch to spew, to flatter the moments of despair. The bruises occur, with an open mouth an empty sheet of braided…
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