"i write to keep myself from wandering
further into the deepest, darkest
intersections of my mind."we're on a quest to hell, darlings.
enjoy the ride!(it's free of charge.)
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BEFORE THE STORM
Poetry𝖽𝗈 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝖾𝗆𝖾𝗆𝖻𝖾𝗋 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗇𝗂𝗀𝗁𝗍 𝗐𝖾 𝖻𝖾𝖼𝖺𝗆𝖾 𝗀𝗈𝖽𝗌? | 𝗉𝗅𝗎𝗏𝗂𝗈𝗉𝗁𝗂𝗅𝗂𝖺𝖼 © 2019 |