he has this explosion in his head, his eyes roll back, then the demon called drink takes over and begines to sing, he /it drinks the color from the trees then spits out the wreckage, then falls to its knees, only to find more rust more cold abtractions, then in comes a cross, and just like that this demon begines to flee, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

david gerardino

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