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. Your name burns acid on my tongue, a visceral hydrochloric distaste, drool, despised, forms on my lips, grey, venomous from your serpents kiss. Your fingernails, biting knives in my skin, slicing open old scars to bleed anew. The crimson trickle, like dripping honey, drying rotten about hairs, to scab. Your body consumes my passion, regurgitating it thrice seven-fold. Vomiting lust over the dining table designed by Nature to make you gorge. Your intentions, elusive, wild and fey, twist-fuck my mind like knotted stars. Secrets on the tail of a comet, lightness, darkness, spitting from a moon girls lips. © Pagan Paul (23/03/17)
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Sep 7, 2017
Sep 7, 2017 at 6:39 AM UTC
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. Your name burns acid on my tongue, a visceral hydrochloric distaste, drool, despised, forms on my lips, grey, venomous from your serpents kiss. Your fingernails, biting knives in my skin, slicing open old scars to bleed anew. The crimson trickle, like dripping honey, drying rotten about hairs, to scab. Your body consumes my passion, regurgitating it thrice seven-fold. Vomiting lust over the dining table designed by Nature to make you gorge. Your intentions, elusive, wild and fey, twist-fuck my mind like knotted stars. Secrets on the tail of a comet, lightness, darkness, spitting from a moon girls lips. © Pagan Paul (23/03/17)
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Sep 7, 2017 at 6:39 AM UTC
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