



distorted
byParis•~3min
Genres & Atmosphere
Whenever Maven rested his head on the pillow in the absence of silent stones, he knew, deep inside, deep inside, that he wasn't supposed to be what he was; distorted, twisted, so broken as to have parts of it missing.
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Whenever Maven rested his head on the pillow in the absence of silent stones, he knew, deep inside, deep inside, that he wasn't supposed to be what he was; distorted, twisted, so broken as to have parts of it missing.
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