
“Tyrant”
Rage toward the silent voices, the neglectful voices that stand in the middle using their

Rage toward the silent voices, the neglectful voices that stand in the middle using their

Yours was my firstfeatherbed.Box stitched billows ofwarmthfloating undera sea offlannel security. Your oversizedold puffy comfortersealed

Her unkempt hair covers her face and her little hands flail asserting her disgust This