There's a lot going on.
Our souls are lost, after all.
Stuck inside awkward and
misunderstood bodies, forced
to adapt to the worst circumstances.
Our poor, unfortunate souls.
-Dragonette
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PoetryAnd when she stood, she stood tall. She'll make a fool of you all. -u.k. (Non-Fiction: #28 Poetry: #74)
