Hell Isn't HotA Poem by BriannaWinds bitter fingers slash against naked skin Water hardens down eager throats Frost devours sitting limbs Darkness clouds longing eyes© 2015 Brianna |
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BriannaMIAboutI'm 18 years old, My names Bri, I have no idea what else to write here. I enjoy cats more..Writing
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