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| peyton |
run, desire, run a sexual being run him like a blade to and through the heart, no conscience one motive: cater to the hollow screaming, feed me here fill me up again temporarily pacify this hunger that's so cruel go, libido throw dominoes of indiscretions down falling all around, in cycles, in circles constantly consuming, conquering, devour. cause its time to bring the fire down throttle all this indiscretion long enough to edify and permanently fill this hollow screaming feed me here fill me up again temporarily pacifying feed me here fill me up again temporarily pacifying tool the hollow |
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| Roaul Duke | that was by a perfect circle not tool. | 060616 |