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A piece of her.

There is a pin point, A flame burning, low and deep down, drowning in the dead pools that pass for her eyes. no matter the pills she swallows, the scars that she makes. No matter how they try to break her, to kill her, to pull her under, to encompass her in their...

Sweet escape

Sweet escape

  I fucked up, I will admit to that. Willingly I took you too far, now I can't bring you back. I dragged you down, liking how you felt in my arms. (do you want to be brought back my love?) It's all too familiar now. The look of steel-like satin ribbons around...

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