Thehot Poem by brandon edwards

Thehot

Rating: 5.0


tear my heart open, i sew myself shut and my weakness is that i care too much and our scars remind us that the past is real i tear my heart open just to feel, please don; t let me burn alive it's in the clod dark plaese i thrive.

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