In the
hollows
expect nothing.
U
can’t get.
Hope
hops
hilariously.
hysterically.
first time
is
at
last
time to fall.
again.
Fate,
twisted bitch of a lover,
remind me
no more.
What was
What ain’t.
What can be.
truth
masquerading
in red.
God’s fire.
angel
of
mine desire.
I quit u.
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