Tag: BDD
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Fiction in the Mirror – A poem by Tainted Trailer
Laughing I question the eye in my mouth, But where are the reasons to section these doubts?
TAINTED TRAILER'S POETRY THUNDERDOME
Reality tried to evade me, and for a while I let it go
Reality tried to evade me, and for a while I let it go
Laughing I question the eye in my mouth, But where are the reasons to section these doubts?
TAINTED TRAILER'S POETRY THUNDERDOME 