The bones of the past
They haunt me
They scream their accusations
The truth of my past
Bleed from their skinless bodies
This is my hell
Writing poetry and short stories to let people take a peek inside my mind. I also do videos, take pictures, and like to cook and share tips on cooking
To think I saw it on Raspberry Mill The toot book The dish rag Beyond the bra I am not going to blow up If I ran away to the circus the 10...
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