erosA Poem by murdock he's coming for me, wings aflame. oh god, oh god, i think i'm burning. oh god, oh god, my heart is on fire. ethereal lips, rosy cheeks, obsidian curls, starry eyes.
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murdockAboutmatthew murdock previously; an avocado at law currently; a blind vigilante with a big heart more..Writing
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