purity will see

i will call this my home. i will not be cursed by your tongue. ive bled it out, ill bleed it out. sensitive to the touch, you shall lie in ruins. your skin turns to stone, your eyes black out. a small crack rips through your dress, and you shatter like an unbelievable mess. i will not be cursed, i will not bleed dry. his scars heal us. his scars bless us.