The Woman

Lost in her world, a calloused adulterous path. Her Vail painted with blood, her lips touched by poison. She walks the night, hiding from her shadows, whispering so her heart…

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Shredded

Shredded In the dead of night, I sat up thinking upon a feeling. A feeling that has been asleep when I would not sleep. Some people call it a desire,…

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