I read disgust in his eyes, his gazes full of disdain as if I'm some creature crawling in mad, covered with filth. Yet I refuse to be his subject of scorn, so I dare bathe myself clean with his blood.
Blood Bath
I read disgust in his eyes, his gazes full of disdain as if I'm some creature crawling in mad, covered with filth. Yet I refuse to be his subject of scorn, so I dare bathe myself clean with his blood.