roads to salvation

shattered kaleidoscopes and fatal 11:11's framed their beings. for the kids who's cores are enamelled in ice and corruption. the ones with tornado minds and damned hearts. those who drown their sorrows in cheap vodka bottles and get high for the numbness. those who place themselves in the rough palms of boys and girls only to be toyed with.

"Carpe Noctem, my darlings."

Is There A Road To Salvation?

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