Dominic Riccitello
Apr 16, 2016

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i stray with the eve your dark chest piece  we go with the wind how he makes me rescind i call forth downing the hours the glass bottles i bathe in red wondering if i’d love him if two could meet and simply transcend i die in eyes rolling with fire painting the sky with shades of truth he spoke but we had different hues true shades