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caress a ghost's hand to feel less lonely undress her nightgown to feel her boney structure and look into her eyes of ebony what you cannot find within four walls comes to you here, in your “baby doll”’s presence, in waves of red light and calls from people who prefer to think they missed you but in reality theyve never felt rinsed hands from blood that has stuck ever since you raised them up high to struck a chord in someones neck- only to feel a cheap sword up your buttocks but not feel pain or sorrow.
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Apr 20, 2018
Apr 20, 2018 at 5:04 AM UTC
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caress a ghost's hand to feel less lonely undress her nightgown to feel her boney structure and look into her eyes of ebony what you cannot find within four walls comes to you here, in your “baby doll”’s presence, in waves of red light and calls from people who prefer to think they missed you but in reality theyve never felt rinsed hands from blood that has stuck ever since you raised them up high to struck a chord in someones neck- only to feel a cheap sword up your buttocks but not feel pain or sorrow.
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Apr 20, 2018
Apr 20, 2018 at 5:04 AM UTC
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