Mutalated Emo

by NightDream   Jan 25, 2008


Mouth sown shut his wounds will not heal there is something consuming something confusing fear is how he falls, discomfort reacting against his dead will ,doesn't know what is real, fear is all that he shows towards everyone anf everything he no longer can see he can't take it, he finds bliss in lonelyness everything is diappearing nothing will ever go away soon he will break and die my dearest Emo boy

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  • 17 years ago

    by TotaMariee

    Absolutly beautiful and very unique!
    5/5
    xxx

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