Invisibility is my best quality. Vulnerable is my best suit. The trust of the weak willed, so quickly outlived, cheap and deniable. What whispers breathed upon the chilled air of the night did tell you, may you soon forget. Flimsy, infantile dreams and whims of nothing more than infatuation unplighted*. Writhing of the soul within its withered corpse, which hardly strains the world beneath her blistered feet. An obligatory existence, a curse she alone cannot defeat.
Posted on: Thu, 24 Oct 2013 01:05:50 +0000
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