Through the Darkness Drowning in all that is you…malicious upbringing malevolent cooing of a strange butterflied wing child here within your concealed curtains those of which appear to be normal yes…the color shame engulfs her lament dancing the day away down those dreaded stairs she runs like a tiny little soldier without a home she forgets often…whyContinueContinue reading “Through the Darkness”
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