Chest Wound
He is a loaded gun.
Men court destruction through the body, but women do it through the heart.
My mind is very clear. I’ve done the work. I can see how my wounds set me up. The clever manipulations, the gambits for love. I know a better way to be, but better feels so boring. And my shadows can not resist the call of the v…
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