no lie in her fire

the fire the burns the scraping away the meat the pink the bruises you the coals the blood the artery the pulsing the rhythm the dirt are the hallucinations the strangling the hold the unbearable the rust the nails not the vomit the pulling the heat the pumping the stretching the lips what the fucking the magic the death the waste the freak the wild you the wings the mess the struggle the danger the light the nobility wish the limits the explorer the calm the unruly the time the definition to the orgasm the pain the cutting the lie the tremble the sweet be the words the smoke the eyes the grasping the want the now .

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