The Wiccan Scene.
Aura gathered...
Door cracked.
The drapes heavily swooshed and shut...
Incense burning.
Darkness rising...
With your heinous feeling in my gut.
I come to sleep.
But die awake...
Why not the two? They're both the same...
There's no difference...
No solemn difference...
No alter between sorrow and pain.
Door cracked.
The drapes heavily swooshed and shut...
Incense burning.
Darkness rising...
With your heinous feeling in my gut.
I come to sleep.
But die awake...
Why not the two? They're both the same...
There's no difference...
No solemn difference...
No alter between sorrow and pain.
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Just a little something. A bit busy right now with school :(