What lies behind?
What lies beneath?
Fear; pure and naked
Love; pure and naked
Hatred that fuels twisted epitaphs
And contorted, constant ideas.
Author notes
I see hell in your eyes. . .
Comments
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Excellent.
Very well done!

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