Apr23 Made It Myself Posted on April 23, 2022 by Mystertim Standard My heart is bleak and desolate place, Ice cold, encased in a cage of bone. As I stare into the darkness a shadow flickers, What dares intrude my hell of being alone? 04/23/2022 Share this: Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Like Loading... Related
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