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Born from fire

Such grotesque creature leaves acidic gashes. Cringing her skin raw tearing at the grime. Sick twisted pleasure in your favor. Desolate orbits twisted in your skull brightens in my agony. Marred by violent scars resurface high with primitive urgency.

Cruel visuals of past surface bright and vivid as yesterday.  Finally broken,something died along side her soul. Dancing intertwined the smoke reconstructions perfection.

Blue,clashes against flickering red flames. From the ashes births renewal. She's the Phoenix in all mythical glory.

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Big Sal

Tue 26th Jun 2018 19:21

Excellent words.?

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