Sweet Surrenderinvisible hands - seething and writhing grasp and tear hard at my flesh impossible echoes of fear are the first sounds escaping from these lips shivering chills encompass me as creatures of the past, from the past hunger for what they want my breath, my life i bleed slowly drop by drop i become weakerSweet Surrender
as they grow stronger
pale is my form as this feast continues on into the searing darkness
forsaking beauty surrounds me enclosing me within all its horror knashing teeth and powerful jaws pierce into my skin yet it se
| ~hoxy |
Devious Journal Entry
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Have you hugged anyone today?
Do it!
lol
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