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Oh! don’t worry, honey. i may play with my sighs but it doesn’t mean, I’ll play with dinner Oh! i might just eat you alive Without any fuss so, may us, lay beneath the night’s ***** gleam Oh! I can’t wait; for That feeling of My teeth sinking A man loses his Judgment, when he Hears no objection Oh! Our Lord knows No sinners, a true First love: the cannibal’s ******
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Dec 7, 2024
Dec 7, 2024 at 12:23 PM UTC
Death Aesthetics
Oh! don’t worry, honey. i may play with my sighs but it doesn’t mean, I’ll play with dinner Oh! i might just eat you alive Without any fuss so, may us, lay beneath the night’s ***** gleam Oh! I can’t wait; for That feeling of My teeth sinking A man loses his Judgment, when he Hears no objection Oh! Our Lord knows No sinners, a true First love: the cannibal’s ******
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Dec 7, 2024
Dec 7, 2024 at 12:23 PM UTC
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