The fervid want to step into a naked fire and
let it lick me thorough to make me feel hotter
than the blood that was pulsating beneath my skin.
The fervid want to step into a naked fire and
let it lick me thorough to make me feel hotter
than the blood that was pulsating beneath my skin.
At the call of the one who remember's their dead lover one is alive despite being dead the perishable body shall only hold onto a few...
Staring at the ruined canvas with colours she detest and forms she'd never digest to view any longer, she slathered fresh hues to cover...
let it flow through you, acknowledge it, the suffering shall also have place in your thoughts now Eventually will give root to wisdom and...
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