Loaded gun! Full of misery. Dread is back again. Always comes back to this, tortured battered soul. Selfish past life. Selfless present. Dust to dust. Fly me away to ashes. Drench me into nothingness. Forgive me for I have sinned. Forgotten transgressions, blurry visions... Down on bruised knees repenting as the blood spills..... tied hands stained in darkness...
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Author:
sullyscorpio (
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