There’s been a good run of it, and the words don’t make sense as you stare at your mentors lips, the burning thing xe placed in you ribcage growing thorns and barricading inside of your heart. There’s pain, yes, but mostly hatred and you want to scream what have you done to me?

Author: corvidcraft

What's up! I'm a northern Canadian artist/writer. Poli sci student by education, acrylic painter by passion.

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