

Angel of my DreamsAn angel lays desecrated on my floor. I bow down and ask Why do you struggle so? I cannot see beauty beyond human terms. In the sweetest voice portraying the youngest innocence I have fallen with one ripped from me and the other impaled, I have been cast to spend eternity in pain. Leave me be lest you wish punishment. As I helped this magnificent vessel of brilliance to her feet I whispered You are the angel of my dreams.Angel of my Dreams
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My Gallery: [link]
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What is the product of a tortured mind?
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My Gallery: [link]
Hope we can soon see more
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What is the product of a tortured mind?
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What is the product of a tortured mind?
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What is the product of a tortured mind?
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Hatred will only get you drowned in a river.
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