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The only emotion I know is rising and rushing. Fast and raw, yet never disgusting. It's hard, I know but that’s the catch. A strong force for me to match. My body learns, blends, it sways, ready to swing along in its reckless ways. Ahh, the rage, I like it, a fuel to ignite my fire. It’s good, I love the warm feeling, a spark to turn my soul. Ahh, the pain, I can achieve it, all through every ache, I rise and grow up. It's mine, I hold the warm hug, untamed force, I let it flow.
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Mar 12, 2025
Mar 12, 2025 at 2:00 PM UTC
My Adrenaline
The only emotion I know is rising and rushing. Fast and raw, yet never disgusting. It's hard, I know but that’s the catch. A strong force for me to match. My body learns, blends, it sways, ready to swing along in its reckless ways. Ahh, the rage, I like it, a fuel to ignite my fire. It’s good, I love the warm feeling, a spark to turn my soul. Ahh, the pain, I can achieve it, all through every ache, I rise and grow up. It's mine, I hold the warm hug, untamed force, I let it flow.
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26/F/India
Mar 12, 2025
Mar 12, 2025 at 2:00 PM UTC
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