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Inside the minds who **** for fun. No words left, my body feels numb. Still I lay, my breath delays, I am his prey And my fingers decay. Nobody will find me nobody will dare Inside his fists, are locks of my hair The blood runs deep he feels the effects Yes not just crazy, but more complex ~~~~
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Mar 27, 2019
Mar 27, 2019 at 5:53 PM UTC
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Inside the minds who **** for fun. No words left, my body feels numb. Still I lay, my breath delays, I am his prey And my fingers decay. Nobody will find me nobody will dare Inside his fists, are locks of my hair The blood runs deep he feels the effects Yes not just crazy, but more complex ~~~~
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Mar 27, 2019
Mar 27, 2019 at 5:53 PM UTC
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