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Feb 2018
I torture myself. I love the torture. Torture consoles me. Me as the body. Me as the soul. Me as my blood. Blood so sweet. Blood of my lips. Lips to teeth. teeth to bite. Bite to taste. Taste the rush. Rush of pleasure.
Chained soul
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   Iska
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