in the black emotons of my soul, rage is pure, sweetness kills, week is devoured, as my love knows only one boundary, barb-wired swirls, slice thru nerves exposed, sand saturated wirh skin, gunpowder, burns, scolded, tatooed, brothers neverseen, mothers grieve Sign in to see full entry.
aceblade's works for Wednesday, August 10, 2011
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