sacred heart.
By anaksunamun
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anguished as misery'd twisting of black hands
in the dark mooded rooms of asylums
a world where awful surrenders have had their day
a ghasts of the bones left long after blunt battles horrored the angels
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Copyright 2015 anaksunamun
Published on Friday, January 30, 2015.
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