Dominic Riccitello
Oct 21, 2015

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our scent too strong words on my tongue legs apart he lingered with fire set desire of a newfound tomorrow and loved himself even in the loneliest hour then he fell tried to kill himself in a lust of forever where demons battled where he killed and pleased for them for him for what could’ve been before his fears chose for him when his wildest dreams said to him to let go of inhibitions and trust for the sake of love a nightmare