Bleeding Tonguez

Blood swirls down his tongue while it drips and paints an image of a maze made by his own Denial. A Denial he treats like a cloak of invisibility over his entire character. And, As I gazed into his self-induced demolition, I noticed he had bit his tongue when it was time to speak truths... Continue Reading →

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