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Teeth sink into my skin, you gnaw at my flesh - overbearing. My breath falls short. The taste of me is putrid to you, and still, you are relentless. Are you turning in your stomach yet?
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Jan 15
Jan 15, 2026 at 4:51 PM UTC
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Teeth sink into my skin, you gnaw at my flesh - overbearing. My breath falls short. The taste of me is putrid to you, and still, you are relentless. Are you turning in your stomach yet?
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surae
22/F/Australia
Jan 15
Jan 15, 2026 at 4:51 PM UTC
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