Sunday, December 26, 2010

A tortured mind her most vulnerable state.

A restless sleep burned by the sick of love and unfaithfulness.

Twisted soul.

My soul.

I saw him. Them.

Twisted soul convinces me that it's ok.

My soul.

Tonight, another torture.

I am cruel.


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