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Mar 5
Will hellfire breathe amongst the icy glaciers, igniting the frozen pits of my flesh? If hell hath all women scorned, will it also unleash the reigned beast I had tamed inside? With every glisten of sweat and profound lines etched on his skin, will it grip my soul into an enchanting dance?

I believe that it would, it may, and it can. In a tumultuous feat, I'd be close to something spectacular. Would heaven's gates hate on me, and will the angels shun my presence for longing such a guilty desire? They might, and I know they will.
tainted black
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tainted black  23/F/earth
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