Some humans will never see the destruction they have with in their soul's
it's dark and feel lost and alone never being able to breathe in love or light the broke
side of us all we have deep with in a hidden sin our pure red will of evil
About the Creator
katilynn bellamy
my soul is a flame that will always shine for the ones who have lost there way never forget stay strange my lovely's
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