i tend to hide my face behind broken mirrors
i dont apear to be who you read
and yet every one of my traits is one in the same
potential or neglagence ...
you decide
Nothing to name on Jul 30
everything i write turns to ash rhodes takes my heart my writing falls and this is what i am left with on Jul 30
here i go again on Jul 30
here i go again on Jul 30
good bye sympathy on Apr 22
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