Not fleshy and malleable anymore . .
No longer sweet enough to be seen . . .
This story is part of a collection of poems, short stories and introspective reflections of my creation, called “Grimoire of a Weirdo”.
Not fleshy and malleable anymore . .
No longer sweet enough to be seen . . .
This story is part of a collection of poems, short stories and introspective reflections of my creation, called “Grimoire of a Weirdo”.
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