Promiscuous eyes
bleed tears of debauchery;
Rum bottle empty.
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Mia Bella Somniator
Poetry"I write because you exists" - Micheal Faudet Life is full of misfortunes. But Could it be That all my misfortunes Could actually be Immaculate Misconseptipns? And what of love? With its thorns turned red from my pricked fingers? How do we begi...
temptations
Promiscuous eyes
bleed tears of debauchery;
Rum bottle empty.
