it all begins with great purity and heart and leaves with a shudder hiding behind the clouds it comes to be in a great burst of pain and leaves it's mother hiding behind a wall tomorrow we will dine cast out the sin from me and in the clutter a lonely man dies
Reason for writing:
open for interpretation
Birth sign: Scorpio
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