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the strength in you is voraciously eaten by the soul of me. your hands introduce the touch of messiahs   to my frail , battered skin. the tips of your cosmos trace my spine where your lips soon follow. I am an altar.
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Jul 26, 2018
Jul 26, 2018 at 12:01 PM UTC
attainable religion
the strength in you is voraciously eaten by the soul of me. your hands introduce the touch of messiahs   to my frail , battered skin. the tips of your cosmos trace my spine where your lips soon follow. I am an altar.
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27/F/Hell
Jul 26, 2018
Jul 26, 2018 at 12:01 PM UTC
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