Mistletoe

Mistletoe Above a lovers kiss`s… Burrowing roots that run deep… Beholden, deadly bliss… Inch by inch, life’s breath it will reap… -Madamchryzl-

Dear Santa…

Dear Santa... Could you spare some time for me? I have been acting rather inhumanely... So much so it is hard to see... I no longer know, where I should be... I no longer wish, to be me... Love has disowned me... My wish list is nothing but a plea...Upon, the New Year set my... Continue Reading →

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