𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐝-𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐜 000𝖃 - ∇
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Stories by xxnarcoleptic
Letters To Dashielle
From my wreckage to your altar, I will carve my silence into fire.
The Gospel Of Lust And Spit
written in rot sung in sex carved into the black mouth of the void
for everytime that i burn a cigare...
i stand still with bleeding knees and hands full of nails oh goddamn it all.