Love used to feed us, now we survive on barbs, sharp, caustic, force fed darts, slivering up our insides, into stygian confetti, that showers upon us, like acid rain.
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16 JUN 2017 AT 22:04
Love used to feed us, now we survive on barbs, sharp, caustic, force fed darts, slivering up our insides, into stygian confetti, that showers upon us, like acid rain.
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