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Hands held and submissive breathing, walls taking, walls caving. No translation needed Pride taken, tap left unopened Here i am making the most of a something i can never have for myself. Sistine chaples made on a canvas i might never touch again.
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Apr 9, 2020
Apr 9, 2020 at 12:42 PM UTC
Sistine Chapel of Lust
Hands held and submissive breathing, walls taking, walls caving. No translation needed Pride taken, tap left unopened Here i am making the most of a something i can never have for myself. Sistine chaples made on a canvas i might never touch again.
Some times things are meant to happen once and once only. No matter how much the artist craves to paint on a particular canvas he can never do it again. It might haunt him, it might relieve him. But one thing i can guarantee is that he will day to reminisce.
BonganiRM
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Apr 9, 2020
Apr 9, 2020 at 12:42 PM UTC
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