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I'm waiting for the crescent to glow the sun flowing to our moon below my tranquility when darkness falls for Luna razored will save us all the edge of bliss where It's bearable there in the still I will lay at will wait to have my destiny fulfilled then be instilled with no god's goodwill burn for loved ones I ruined using pills alive, three forevers I'll be grilled in the valley of the fallen angels and there be killed, then have my blood spilled                                                                                     justified when the wet night ascends to the skies I descend as demon with no disguise
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Apr 28, 2025
Apr 28, 2025 at 9:29 PM UTC
The Valley of the Fallen Angels
I'm waiting for the crescent to glow the sun flowing to our moon below my tranquility when darkness falls for Luna razored will save us all the edge of bliss where It's bearable there in the still I will lay at will wait to have my destiny fulfilled then be instilled with no god's goodwill burn for loved ones I ruined using pills alive, three forevers I'll be grilled in the valley of the fallen angels and there be killed, then have my blood spilled                                                                                     justified when the wet night ascends to the skies I descend as demon with no disguise
luizsyphre
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M/Los Angeles
Apr 28, 2025
Apr 28, 2025 at 9:29 PM UTC
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