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Feb 2019
raw
I see your deepest beauty when you pour.
When rain trickles to the floor.
When all you see is blood and gore
and hell just begs and begs for more.
All of our vanities just waltz away
and leave your pretty face so raw.
You are the most stripped back and natural when you're at your lowest. This is when you are the most beautiful.
Rupert Pip
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Rupert Pip  24/United Kingdom
(24/United Kingdom)   
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