I'm all shades of messed up but if I had to describe myself with a color, I'd choose black.
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Final Throes Of The Unfurling
Poezja"I strived to rise but every rise has a fall, I quit, I quit and that's all." Just a bunch of emotions sucked by the pen and bled on the pages. Can be seen in the dried marks on the pillow, Dark hollows of rapidly blinking eyes, And the corners of...
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I'm all shades of messed up but if I had to describe myself with a color, I'd choose black.
