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peace.
![]() ![]() singed sweet and soft taste the bruised of an old war take a look at your cannons silly toys compared to my hands the sun can rise & set all it wants there is no due time for peace to come rusted, ruined, and raped taste the blackened meat & infected eggs take a look at all that isnt an isnt that almost never was peace can be made all it wants there is no more time to end human wounds. |
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Erin Marie
23 years young - female
Born & raised in Chicago.![]() ![]() Affiliates
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