Bent. Broken. Reformed. https://www.instagram.com/p/DE0Nj7gPBos/?utm_source=ig_web_copy_link&igsh=MzRlODBiNWFlZA==
Sit in the darkness or step into the light.
They both have their time.
But pull... and tear apart.
They claim you.
Neither gets that privilege.
Yours faithfully,
Anguish.
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