mary
walden freeman
Posts: 511
angry marches
the morbid army
of misfits and mice
who dot all their i's
with wounds
from their knives
and i still cry at night
when i think of your smile
but i'm not one of them
and every word that you say
i hear
with a t
the morbid army
of misfits and mice
who dot all their i's
with wounds
from their knives
and i still cry at night
when i think of your smile
but i'm not one of them
and every word that you say
i hear
with a t
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