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nexnetherealm
nexnetherealm
Tengo que enterrarte no hay de otro modo Con fiebre voy a recogerte estarás un paso adelante
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Mar 24, 2022
Mar 24, 2022 at 8:07 PM UTC
Madre Segunda
We know which room is mine and what I have to do I put myself on display You keep me from hurting you
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Dec 17, 2021
Dec 17, 2021 at 12:53 PM UTC
Display
Aunque estes golpeada y malnutrida nunca te escondas de mi No conozco nada mas Aqui tendras un hogar donde tus heridas seran cubiertas con azucar. Tus pesadillas cesaran. Llevaremos nuestros secretos a la tumba donde nos enterraran juntas Que nos encuentren con lirios en el pelo Eres mi guardian, siempre mi amiga fiel
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Dec 17, 2021
Dec 17, 2021 at 12:47 PM UTC
Guardian
The closest I'll get to myself is the mirror I'm losing all my features
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Dec 17, 2021
Dec 17, 2021 at 12:43 PM UTC
Features
The world once birthed an eternal fire that lived in the form of two entities A raging inferno only known to a certain pair who were unaware of their identities. Labyrinths far and wide, steep and shallow did they go searching for their desire for one another was a ceaseless kind of yearning. Disillusioned and exhausted, the pair retreat to tend to their wounds their flames now nearly fizzled with the scent of malefic fumes. On the day that was the seventh of June, the pair bizarrely united to their amaze and with their existence alone, they rekindled their flames. With fervor and glowing spirits the pair fused together with a promise the day which was the 31st of August. The world once birthed an eternal fire that lived in the form of two entities. To this day they incinerate with pleasure: Their flames will burn forever.
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Sep 3, 2020
Sep 3, 2020 at 12:59 PM UTC
1 Year
I feel like me when you drop me off when I come home safe and sound I have a thing for all things soft with the corners going rough I can never seem to get enough. I want to be a man God, I want to be a man so bad I feel like me when you gift me drinks the usuals, you know well which they are I feel like me when you don’t feel me A good time you promised I’d adore I don’t feel like a woman anymore I want to be a man God, I want to be a man so bad
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Mar 4, 2020
Mar 4, 2020 at 1:18 AM UTC
I Want To Be A Man
Don’t twist my words because they’re not what I said Withholding your advance A block that’ll drive you mad
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Feb 27, 2020
Feb 27, 2020 at 7:15 PM UTC
Taking Precautions
I plan to see you today I plan to bury you, my friend
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Feb 24, 2020
Feb 24, 2020 at 1:48 AM UTC
Good Mourning
I'm guilty but not unclean, he's everywhere I go Putting me on display He wants me crawling from the inside He wants me with a feral drive I'm not all white Sundays are for mourning They're the stain of the week He's a labyrinthine fix, he's everywhere I want to be Mortifying me again He's got a grip on my being purely obscene All with a feral drive I'm not all white Sundays are for mourning They're the stain of the week
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Feb 9, 2020
Feb 9, 2020 at 6:01 PM UTC
Sundays Are For Mourning
Si me abres la jaula te lameré la mano Sigues lastimándome y sigo gateando hacia ti
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Feb 7, 2020
Feb 7, 2020 at 1:18 AM UTC
Jaulas de Oro