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bitten by the law, spoken with a hymn perishing in the grief you’ve chewed from the bone that’s just who we are: monsters with graves of stone caskets and ashes, your lips on my neck breathing is an easy task but love and fucking is a wreck c.a.

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Apr 6, 2015

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Notes: a subtle union defined by a female in tears
Tags: #gamestrickslovesexdeathwrecklessness

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