Thursday, March 15, 2018

Delerium.

Posted by Dystopian Faerie at 5:35 PM


   His heart was as pure as Tuscan gold.
   She thought he deserved better than her touch of cold.
   She had nothing to give him but madness she owned. 
   Little did she know that her heart was wrong.



 

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