Sep 14
Depression draws no lines,
Satan longs for somber souls,
I pray you make it.
Satan longs for somber souls,
I pray you make it.
Som-be-rares
"Noun"
A unique person consumed by sadness, a sparkling star dampened by the dark.
"Noun"
A unique person consumed by sadness, a sparkling star dampened by the dark.
(14/M/Rochester NY)
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