Able clockwork pinehewn hell (Remove filter)

feignt (1/18/2016)

A brush with life living in cupboards spilling out light strewn across the floor pine-scented shame as naked as me. cover my softspots in a scramble regaining consciousness sought relief in the shade of brambles Always trading one fire for another I'm never quite sure how to live without the pain and glow of embers to light the way. how could I hope to win a world for you qu...

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Able clockwork pinehewn hell

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