NamelessShe remained nameless in her dreams. Walking through a continuous sea of curses and outward disgust. Perfecting her silence, completely sewn shut, from cheek to cheek. Always begging invisibility to camly lie on her face. To survive the storm, she realises her bravery, only brightens the bullseye on her chest. Nothing left but an empty shell, seared with grief.Nameless
You pass her by, never long enough to see. The pain erupting from every clenched jaw, from every broken smile, from every crack across her face.
Solitude, her strick guardian angle. Fear, the blade in her side. S
A possible return.
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Come check mine......Open 24hrs
Thank you.
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"hey mom theres somthing in the backroom hope its not the creatures from above"
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"hey mom theres somthing in the backroom hope its not the creatures from above"
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im in a permanent state of confusion;its called my head.
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"hey mom theres somthing in the backroom hope its not the creatures from above"
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