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taste of freedom
In filth, she danced to the tune of freedom.
Gashes of her past is an art she held.
Her scars, a beautiful piece she adored.
In range of experience, she never knew..
Life would give her a second thought.
From past the...
Gashes of her past is an art she held.
Her scars, a beautiful piece she adored.
In range of experience, she never knew..
Life would give her a second thought.
From past the...
