FRACTURED FAIRYTALES

UNTITLED 2014

Stuck in the embrace of misery, with your dagger like words that paralyze my heart. Yet my only solice is that I'm still breathing and not bleeding from historys constant beatings. Numb from the confusion of the allusion you give. The four letter lie that drips from your lips.


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UNTITLED 2014

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