05-14-2016, 08:44 PM
(05-14-2016, 03:31 PM)Leanne Wrote: In the dark
all blood is black
and sweet like the berries
in an alley I used to know
The veil of death
is ash in my mouth
My skin is too cold
there are no lamps
and the bell
jars
Look at me, I am
a psychoplath
Good morning.
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