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Little is left to reflect The money only covers the crack in the soul Light the flame to burn away all unwanted emotion We are holding on are we not ? The scars that cover the skin Make a feeling close to the immortal The blood that is lost is pure sexual pleasure i have lost my mind to be honest i do not want it back

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darrel-weeks

48 / M

For You?

Written by

darrel-weeks

48 / M

Published: Aug 10, 2020
Time: 1m

Notes: let them know you are nowhere
Tags: #love #is #lost

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