The walls of this city are stained in blood and the only music is the sound of ambulances and screaming mothers.
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Bleeding Hearts
Poetry"You either get it down on paper or jump off a bridge." - Charles Bukowski Just snippets of stories I can't seem to get out of my head. All cover credit goes to the wonderful @mydearcc
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The walls of this city are stained in blood and the only music is the sound of ambulances and screaming mothers.
