The innocence draws me near. That sweet look in her gentle blue eyes. Somehow she is untouched by the horrible world we live in. She’s never seen pain, never felt a hand in anger. Her light blonde hair falls gently over her tender shoulders. It’s a shame to think that such innocence won’t last her… Continue reading Inside His Mind
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My Angel
Her pale snow skin was illuminated with the iridescence of the silky moon overlooking her activities, she weakly hummed a chant as crimson tears cried from her wrists. Bags of emotion welling in her eyes as the razor sailed across her ocean of flesh with waves of blood, her deep brown eyes were lost and… Continue reading My Angel