Saturday, September 2, 2017

"my sister, she is an artist, she is special, she is dark."

Holler if you need me.
Do you know who I am?
Said I imagined things...
I know she made a deal.
Why did you choose me?

*a puzzle of a home*

*a run down the stairs*

*a follow in the woods*

*a knife in the hand*

"Come to me"


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