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May 16
bathing in your own blood
skin peeling off your own hands

my love takes them
my love heals them
my love presses the wounds
my love
my love is the one who holds the knife

help me die,
sake of my LOVE!!!

CARVE THIS CIRCLE
CARVE THIS CIRCLE IN MY WRIST

CALL YOUR SPIRIT TO MINE
FLOW IN MY VEINS

TO BE YOURS,
YOURS TRULY!



carvings in skin last forever
carrying your affection
in my arms
my thighs
my wrists
miss the old days!
xoxo
ivan
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ivan  14/M/Brazil
(14/M/Brazil)   
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   lizie
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