I am a man in love with the darkness of my own bruised soul. Oh, how nice. The blackness envelopes and engulfs me, expunging all light, leaving only night. I am a poet, yet lie unaware of that fact.
Register to Send Message!I am a man in love with the darkness of my own bruised soul. Oh, how nice. The blackness envelopes and engulfs me, expunging all light, leaving only night. I am a poet, yet lie unaware of that fact.
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