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03 mar 23
the silence is loud as the waves of smoke hit my senses. another day, another dollar, another game played. words enter my circumference never penetrating my soul. take your words. burn them. my soul is on fire. for him. for her. for you. all of the prayers prayed on my behalf will never save me Continue reading
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an untamed woman pressed between the pages of an erotic novel. she reads the proverbs while clutching her rosary. salted sage burns down the paper house around her. now she sings as she flies to soar with icarus himself.
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