Axley Jade Blaze

A porcelain doll dressed like the grim reaper, in this pit of darkness I fall even deeper... shrouded in mystery, consumed by suicide, an obsession with control which I try to hide... playing this life like a hand of poker, where I am the queen and God is the joker, but the Devil's the king who always reigns supreme, it's like a nightmare I'm stuck in, some screwed up lucid dream! Skies of vanilla, except that they're not, all I see is darkness, until my eyes start to rot! Then a hint of some light, again just a tease, all I see is darkness, now the skies start to freeze.

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FLORIDA