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Shards
I look apon a broken house, shards of glass strewn each a fragment of captured torment in a aged structure.
Falling apart a shell once fruitfull untamed by lifes demented claws of bleak erosion, as time pays a heavy toll on the fabric devoid of...
Falling apart a shell once fruitfull untamed by lifes demented claws of bleak erosion, as time pays a heavy toll on the fabric devoid of...
