Bloody Words

Bloody Words

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Poems for the twisted souls who dance at night. The cauldron stirrers, aorta slurpers down right damned to hell life usurpers. We all have a dark side, I invite you to enjoy yours. For the broken and the damned walk amongst us every day.
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Without hesitation we fall... He saved her from dying. He saw her and hated her. He's both her savior and tormentor. But when he saw another man trying to to get close to her..... "i can't fall in love with the one girl i vowed i would hate till eternity seemed short, but if our souls diverge from each other, then why do our hearts ache to pull us closer?" This story is for the helpless romantics who know that behind hate there is a need for love, that behind a sweet smile there are thousands of tears being held back, and that behind a perfectly ornamamented family there are cracks awaiting to be ripped. @thee.officialbook

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