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Thoughts Of A Lonesome Man At Midnight
The malignance has grown;
from the outside to the inside...
this shattered Versace merely reflects the abomination that is my heart… Oh my Creator why did you not make me of steel and stone? Why did you allow me to feel?
from the outside to the inside...
this shattered Versace merely reflects the abomination that is my heart… Oh my Creator why did you not make me of steel and stone? Why did you allow me to feel?
Published 23rd Jul 2015
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