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Her Iris from her eyes start to slip from the blows of her nose they drip sliding south to her mouth to her lip takes a taste of the tears at the tip
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Aug 21, 2021
Aug 21, 2021 at 5:15 PM UTC
Tears for fears
Her Iris from her eyes start to slip from the blows of her nose they drip sliding south to her mouth to her lip takes a taste of the tears at the tip
#fears#tears#cries#crying
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M/Bottom of the Jar
Aug 21, 2021
Aug 21, 2021 at 5:15 PM UTC
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