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We are born in times of Herod, but never flee, From Holy to sin mutation erupted in our mist, Consumed by **** screen to scream in addiction cage, We set our bodies free, let them hunt hormones. We created a Universe in our nakedness, Exposed twinkling stars, Empty Souls. A relationship with darkness Lights off, Incubus and succubus collided. And He said, "Who told you that you were naked? Genesis 3:11 Things we learn when our parents close Eyes praying for us are poisonous, We kissed dead bodies sacking their venoms Slowly we carry souls in our backs. We are lost.
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Sep 25, 2017
Sep 25, 2017 at 2:42 AM UTC
Wounded private parts
We are born in times of Herod, but never flee, From Holy to sin mutation erupted in our mist, Consumed by **** screen to scream in addiction cage, We set our bodies free, let them hunt hormones. We created a Universe in our nakedness, Exposed twinkling stars, Empty Souls. A relationship with darkness Lights off, Incubus and succubus collided. And He said, "Who told you that you were naked? Genesis 3:11 Things we learn when our parents close Eyes praying for us are poisonous, We kissed dead bodies sacking their venoms Slowly we carry souls in our backs. We are lost.
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25/M/South Africa
Sep 25, 2017
Sep 25, 2017 at 2:42 AM UTC
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