Biography
Very amateur. Any and all constructive criticism welcome !
Witch hunt
Pious men and women set their torches to flesh, Casting sin out with acts of violence. Ignoring problems, they’ve yet to address, Innocent screams are met with complicit silence. Burned at the stake and laid in unmarked graves, Fingers point and tongues wag as the death toll climbs. Maidens living beyond their means and village knaves, Rounded up by the village for their crimes. What great sin did they commit to justify the means? Was the hunt ever going to end? They were once children, full of hopes and dreams. Back then, being different meant you dropped dead.
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Blog entries by Sxxxx
Kitty Jays Tomb (07/06/2025)
Bowermans nose (07/06/2025)
Keep off hairy hands bridge ! (07/06/2025)
Maleficer (07/06/2025)
Mytheme (07/06/2025)
Girl is (06/06/2025)
Heart (06/06/2025)
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