it's a little strange to be here a little scary... there are ghostly fingerprints imbedded where souls were bared to slowly drip misty blood of emaciated emotions upon these pages and now... coming back here long after their sanctuary was taken away you can still feel the lingering of each and every part of them left here.. it's a little strange, a little scary, and a little... empty... where within the quiet you can hear the longing of souls to again be given a voice.Birth sign: Virgo
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