the weak and the wounded

[xloveandloathex]

i just stood there. the cool breeze was blowing back my hair while the radiant sun glanced off her. then she turned her eyes shone like midnight. i couldnt see into her it was pitch black. then a far off drip like throwing a dime down a dreary wishing well. but there isnt any room for wishes when there isnt even room for a bottom. she echoed from

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[thejonbates06]

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