Love Hurts Me
In the twilight of my existence, I shall find peace in shadows, thorns ensnare my frame darling, dark and loving mistress, a fragile leaf clinging to the branch of eternity, a tender lover's embrace, I shall be no more.
Copyright © Beatrix Macabre | Year Posted 2024
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