Cold, by Rae |
Crying my shadows; Onyx blood spills. Laughing at the arrows; Death's silence fills. |
Posted: 2018-02-07 00:32:36 UTC |
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Cold, by Rae |
Crying my shadows; Onyx blood spills. Laughing at the arrows; Death's silence fills. |
Posted: 2018-02-07 00:32:36 UTC |
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