Bulbs race

Despair of Vice-stainedDespair of Vice-stained (You leave me open, bare)Despair of Vice-stained
And the sky grew black. And the rain fell down. Now I gaze white snow On this sinful land…
I shall take you down, Force to feel my chill, Drink my frozen tears, Fear my deathly will
As I take you in You will plead for fate In embrace of futility, Love- incarnate hate …
You have been to those worlds. And you know I am sore. Black dementia owns me. She’s the one I adore.
Can you see my blood? Downy snow it abhorred? Since now on my heart  
and thank you for your comment on "Distopia L E G S" i'm glad you think my legs are cute
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--Distopia signing out.
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