

Black IceHe stands as a being made of hysteria Wrapped in a blanket of ice His eyes piercing through the depths of scars That will never begin to sufficeBlack Ice
The raging fire brought to my eyes The passion burning my chest The itching irritating my fingertips To touch, to stroke, to jest
The animalistic urge to kiss his lips To taste the tang of his sorrow Almost too much to imagine alone When I am anything, but hollow
His steady gaze upon my form Screening my sanity from a glance Smirking with his devilish mouth, My heart simply missing its
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- everything is ephemeral -
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Chaos to the mind
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- everything is ephemeral -
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Chaos to the mind
*disco time*
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- everything is ephemeral -
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Hope : RO online comic
rl commission
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Chaos to the mind
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