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The hour is slim! This is the tangled time, the time that heavy with want becomes the jaws for open thighs. Her tasty flesh renders the cleft of wet truth. Persephone can slake, can shatter my ache, when, enthralled against the serpent earth with legs knotted, we lay tangled in ancient ruin. re-edit words  Tommy Carroll
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May 16, 2015
May 16, 2015 at 6:28 AM UTC
Persephone's filthy claim
The hour is slim! This is the tangled time, the time that heavy with want becomes the jaws for open thighs. Her tasty flesh renders the cleft of wet truth. Persephone can slake, can shatter my ache, when, enthralled against the serpent earth with legs knotted, we lay tangled in ancient ruin. re-edit words  Tommy Carroll
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May 16, 2015 at 6:28 AM UTC
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