For sale (it has been used)
I have this mind for sale, Exploited and abused. Poached game For itsappealingimagination; Deprived of countless dreams. I have this heart for sale Which has been worn, And torn right through middle, Then cursed and stepped on, Right down to its washed out pink. I have this soul for sale. A naturally sacrificed purity In hope to benefit us both. It’s an empty vessel now; An empty, outstreched hand. I have this love for sale. It has been used.
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Irjasen
I wish i had more time to really get into writing...
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