Exponentia Liber

Chapter 73 - emotional breakdowns are the sweetest lovers

Heavy minds;

when in deep, we pry.

To cry,

our thoughts trekking -

Down,

to the cold stone of icy lips.

Just rip it;

off your neck.

The thoughts were dead anyways.

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