Poetry & ArtRants dear agony by Natasha Rose 4/11/2013 written by Natasha Rose 4/11/2013 with each fresh cut, the blood river rains, and my body will never be the same. 0 comment 0 Email Related posts What’s even the point? 5/7/2024 What’s the point of continuing 4/30/2024 Advise 4/15/2024 3/23/2024 I’m not good and never will be 3/17/2024 3/10/2024 Selfishness in thoughts a rant 2/27/2024 2/20/2024 Loneliness, Failure, and Meaning 2/15/2024 Ah. Ah. Ahhhh. 2/5/2024 Leave a Comment Cancel ReplyYou must be logged in to post a comment.Subscribe to comments: Don't subscribe All new comments Replies to my comments Notify me of followup comments via e-mail. You can also subscribe without commenting.
