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Jun 2017
my fingersΒ Β inside your brain
it is not enough to touch your eyes

my hook mounted on your back
of your pains depends on me
maybe I treat different

I slide into the your deepest
sneaky like a light
I see to your secret,silently
I won't say maybe tonight

wound your blood drips the floor
I want to gauge the strength of
all the magic disappears
in life at the end
maybe your extinction,I will learn
Semihten5
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Semihten5  42/Turkey
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