Roses wasting away in the Sun. Red to black, quickly to ash. Smoke chokes the pedal lungs. Bandits stealing precious … More
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Roses wasting away in the Sun. Red to black, quickly to ash. Smoke chokes the pedal lungs. Bandits stealing precious … More
Glass carving veins. Blood channeling down a face. Without heart to regulate aim. Another world at hands embrace. Swallowing the … More
Depths for those lacking soul. A rim lifeless, a pit without bones. Ashes upon ashes, The earth rotting from the … More
As AJ Thinks 