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Apr 2018
I usually capture his mind but tonight I want to ****** his mind body and soul
soul snatching I know like the back of my hand  I want to stare into the glistening pierced part of his eyes moan softly then whisper beat this ***** up...

~ art is never truly finished.... not scared to share anymore let this book open up~ release therapy
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