I Reside by Quintessence

A mirror before my body stands still, motionless and numb Eyes glare forward with hollow expressions A feeling of dread and the damned or comfortably numb in relevent perplexity. Loom the darkness, bare the soul Purloin the harrowing deterioration of the minds rationality discomfort of the silent hailstorm ill-fitting hallucinations Receptive to subterfuge from tumultuous... Continue Reading →

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