Articles with Natasha Alexander

No

No

The roses, I got the thorns. The candles, I got burnt. The virgin’s blood, mine bled from the heart. You took without asking, to you, my no meant maybe. You left me with a fuck you as you spat at my…

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Thunderstorm

Thunderstorm

The clouds wrestles, vibrations felt inside your existence, lighting cracks illuminating the sky Clouds finally giving in, releasing the mass tears from heaven. Evidence left on the window, droplets dwindling down the glass pane. Her force is felt, you witness her…

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