Isn’t He Lovely?

“This is my wonderful son!” No,It’s always been more like,Yea,“That’s” my “son” alright… Not one single ounce of love,Just,A pure disgust for the monster they created… Let’s face it!Human I am not as I trot through land like a nomad looking for a warm place in,Such a cold world that left me shackled in a... Continue Reading →

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