Darkthorn’s Blog

Crime unknown
His legs are painted black and blue
His eye is swollen, bottom lip huge
His face looks beaten and his ribcage bruised
His fingers are thin and nails ice blue
Yet he runs, he sings, he jumps and he
Plays in the park with the
Others of his own age
But when its time to leave
His smile fades and
Deep within his [...]

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