• The relentless sound of her repetitive lies were only as if a record broke on my favorite song lyrics "I love you" This was the tone of a devil sent from down below, although the sounds of Hells gates clashing shut twas a sound to good for her own kind. The blind lie of her beautiful eyes gave an array of hope unto my oblivion soul. The tranquil motion of her hands steadies the sigh of her nerves as the genital motion rips my heart from my soul, my tears runs like gears, my hands shaking and quaking in feverish motion from within the remainder shards of my heart stabbing my soul, I watch my life force become futile to here despair flair, I go blind... User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.

    It is never truly beautiful once broken, User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.