After being thrashed and burnt at the stake;
By nocturnal witches in spaghetti straps with gravy stains
He walked,
Breathing in golden and breathing out black,
On the road to the honest world.

© PinkyBinks
After being thrashed and burnt at the stake;
By nocturnal witches in spaghetti straps with gravy stains
He walked,
Breathing in golden and breathing out black,
On the road to the honest world.

© PinkyBinks
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