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take your fingers and run them through my brain pull out a strand try not to get your beautiful skin caught of the knives of the past
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May 14, 2019
May 14, 2019 at 7:38 AM UTC
my brain
take your fingers and run them through my brain pull out a strand try not to get your beautiful skin caught of the knives of the past
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14/Genderqueer/FSM Heaven
May 14, 2019
May 14, 2019 at 7:38 AM UTC
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