. Once I Cried . Once I cried the conscious death, reborn in the orb of humiliation, mopping the slime off floors, nausea permeating the base of my spine. Once I was trapped in a wavering faith, shifting in a restless sleep from nightmare to being awake. My skin was caked in lime, scorched … Continue reading Once I Cried
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