Flavia
A cold decrepit heart
That was abandoned eons ago
Guilded with unspeakable torment
Gushes out thick blood again, yet unreserved.
The silhoutte of her long flowing dark hair
Unlocked my inner most guarded labyrinth
She effortlessly absolved my darkest sins,
with her smile alone.
With what authority does she command thee?
Unbeknowst to her own eyes she has captur...
Sunday 15th March 2015 5:08 am
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